Hell, damn
The back my hand is broke
I spent all of my strength
Upon whatever jaw was close
And now I lean to
I lean to the left side
And I step heavy every day
Step heavy every night
When I’m in trouble
I call my Uncle John
Say, “Uncle John, my parents
And I never got along.”
He says, “I’ll find you
A table and a bed
You’ll work for things to
Put on it and
Clear your little head.”
But I’m offended
By such a simple rhyme
The pain is creepin’ up my arm
And reaching for my eye
So I start swinging
With my othеr side
I intend to evеn out
I bet you on my life
Hell, damn
The back my hand is broke
I spent all of my strength
Upon whatever jaw was close
And now I lean to
Lean to the other side
And I step heavy every day
Step heavy every night
But hell, damn
When the winter came
I was on the down and out
A burden on the state
But tomorrow
I’m taller than the trees
Older than the carnivals
And deeper than your knees
But hell, damn
The back my hand is broke
I spent all of my strength
Upon whatever jaw was close
And now I lean to
I lean to the left side
And I step heavy every day
Step heavy every night
But hell, damn
The back my hand is broke
I spent all of my strength
Upon whatever jaw was close
And now I lean to
Lean to the other side
And I step heavy every day
Step heavy every night
When I’m in trouble
I call my Uncle John
Say, “Uncle John, my parents
And I never got along.”
He says, “I’ll find you
A table and a bed
You’ll work for things to
Put on it and
Clear your little
Clear your little
Clear your little head.”
When I’m in trouble
When I’m in trouble
I call my Uncle John
My Uncle John
He says, “I’ll find you
He says, “I’ll find you
A table and a bed.”
My Uncle John
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