Sad Man's Tongue (Explicit) - Volbeat
Well my mama told me:
Son you better watch out
All those nasty woman gonna rip you dime for dime
But I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin'
Out from a sad man's tongue
Left my mama and papa's nest
I got the fever rambling my bones
Papa said: my boy take my Johnny Cash vinyls and go
Well I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin'
Out from a sad man's tongue
Strollin' down the highway with uncle Sam roaring:
Rebel kid get your a** home
Your a** belongs to me
Leave your Johnny Cash songs and get home
But I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin'
Out from a sad man's tongue
Singing in the cell 1 40 9 5
No way should I wear guns I'm sitting my time
Left 1 40 9 5 with plenty rock'n'roll
Songs painting the road
Education sucks so I sing my song for you
And I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin' out
From a glad man's tongue
