Found my fingers up north in the forest of the fir
Yeah I blame them woods for all I’ve learned
Well I watched my wits walk west where the money is earned
Just to strut my stuff and wait my turn
[Chorus]
And I have often thought that these old bones
Should just go on ahead and break if they gonna
These old shoes should just go on and give out
They're running the jail for profit these days
That’s what they say
[Verse 1]
Lost my lungs long ago in the belly of the beast
Yeah I got my gall from the boys back east
Yeah I sing sweet songs with the throat that belongs to her
Yeah she wears my heart and wears my words
[Verse 2]
Got these lips from the girl next door
The only problem is they only beg for more
Sold my skin for some fancy clothes
I thought I’d get a better deal but that’s the way it goes
[Chorus]
And I have often thought that these old bones
Should just go on ahead and break if they gonna
These old shoes should just go on and give out
They're running the jail for profit these days
That’s what they say
[Outro]
Put all the rest in a hollow tree
Yeah fill it with cement and let me be
[Intro] Found my fingers up north in the forest of the fir Yeah I blame them woods for all I’ve learned Well I watched my wits walk west where the money is earned Just to strut my stuff and wait my turn [Chorus] And I have often thought that these old bones Should just go on ahead and break if they gonna These old shoes should just go on and give out They're running the jail for profit these days That’s what they say [Verse 1] Lost my lungs long ago in the belly of the beast Yeah I got my gall from the boys back east Yeah I sing sweet songs with the throat that belongs to her Yeah she wears my heart and wears my words [Verse 2] Got these lips from the girl next door The only problem is they only beg for more Sold my skin for some fancy clothes I thought I’d get a better deal but that’s the way it goes [Chorus] And I have often thought that these old bones Should just go on ahead and break if they gonna These old shoes should just go on and give out They're running the jail for profit these days That’s what they say [Outro] Put all the rest in a hollow tree Yeah fill it with cement and let me be Explain Request ×
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