Texty: Gaslight Anthem, The. The Navesink Banks.

All hope abandon, ye who enter here.

Said the sign I read that was hanging above her bed.

And the sirens were wailing,

But a man can ignore the signs.

Gotta keep a good eye on the winding road ahead.

My first sin was a young American girl.

My first sin was a young American girl.



And I spent time 'neath the trestles,

With the punks and the dimestore saints.

I kept faith and a switchblade tucked beneath my coat.

And I ran with dirty angels,

Slept out in the rain.

We were scared and tired and barely seventeen.

My first sin was the fear that made me old.

My first sin was the fear that made me old.



Now I walk down by the shipyards,

Near the place where I was born.

Sayin', "Ah, Maria, if you'da known me when..."

But she only smiles,

By the light on the Navesink Banks.

Sayin', "Listen, baby, I know you now."

Then steps into the river,

And I just stand by the moon.

Thinking 'bout a ghost,

I hear at night.

And she says, "Your first sin was a lie you told yourself."

"Your first sin was a lie you told yourself."