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Meat off the Bone Lyrics

Artist: Gourds
Album: Bolsa de Agua

Iâ‚¬â„¢ve been waitinâ‚¬â„¢ on a cold front to trample this sun
Iâ‚¬â„¢ve been callinâ‚¬â„¢ my mama on the telephone
Iâ‚¬â„¢ve been cookinâ‚¬â„¢ lots of chicken on the kitchen stove
And pulinâ‚¬â„¢ aâ‚¬â„¢meat right off the bone

Iâ‚¬â„¢ve been sendinâ‚¬â„¢ letters of sorrow home
Iâ‚¬â„¢ve been hurtinâ‚¬â„¢ daily and sleepinâ‚¬â„¢ long
Iâ‚¬â„¢ve been eatinâ‚¬â„¢ lots of chicken and gettingâ‚¬â„¢ mighty stoned
And pullinâ‚¬â„¢ meat right off the bone.

(Bridge)
Ainâ‚¬â„¢t asked myself, how did it get this way
But when I ask myself, I ainâ‚¬â„¢t got much to say
Iâ‚¬â„¢m just aâ‚¬â„¢cookinâ‚¬â„¢ chicken and eatinâ‚¬â„¢ crow
And pullinâ‚¬â„¢ meat right off the bone.

(Instrumental break)

We have no preacher to marry our son
Our daughters have no faith in a Christian home
How shall we live now that God is gone?
just pullinâ‚¬â„¢ meat right off the bone.

(Bridge)
Ainâ‚¬â„¢t asked myself, how did it get this way
But when I ask myself, I ainâ‚¬â„¢t got much to say
Iâ‚¬â„¢m just aâ‚¬â„¢cookinâ‚¬â„¢ chicken and eatinâ‚¬â„¢ crow
And pullinâ‚¬â„¢ meat right off the bone.

Iâ‚¬â„¢m pullinâ‚¬â„¢ meat right off the bone.

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