Boney Fingers - Hoyt Axton
Written by：Hoyt Axton/Renee Armand
The rain comin' down and the roof won't hold 'er
Lost my job and I feel a little older
Car won't run and our love's grown colder
But maybe things'll get a little better in the mornin'
Maybe things'll get a little better
The clothes need washin' and the fire won't start
Kids all cryin' and you're breakin' my heart
Whole darn place is fallin' apart
Maybe things'll get a little better in the mornin'
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone whadda you get
Boney fingers boney fingers
I've been broke as long as I remember
While I get a little money and
I gotta run and spend 'er
When I try to save it pretty
Woman come and take it
Sayin' maybe things'll
Get a little better in the mornin'
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone whadda you get
Boney fingers boney fingers
The grass won't grow and the sun's too hot
The whole darn world is goin' to pot
Might as well like it 'cause you're all that I've got
Maybe things'll get a little better in the mornin'
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone whadda you get
Boney fingers boney fingers
See the rain comin' down
And the roof won't hold 'er
Lost my job and I feel a little older
Car won't run and our love's grown colder
Maybe things'll get a little better in the mornin'
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone whadda you get
Boney fingers boney fingers
Work your fingers to the bone whadda you get
Boney fingers boney fingers
