Bag Of Bones
Writers: Guy Clark & Gary Nicholson
D
Said his hip talks to him when he's ready to write
Bm
But he's had a little nip and he's feeling no pain
G D
When he get like this he feels like talking
Says he took some scrapple at the bay of pigs
Lost two fingers on a gofo rig
Bm G
Gota watch him, or he'll take off walkin'
A D
|:Some folks think he's lost his mind
G A
He's just running out ot time
Chorus:
G D
He says this old bag of bones don' t really need me
G D
There's a lot more standing here then what you see
G A Bm A7
My mind is getting old abut my sprits flying free
D
This old bag of bones don't really need me
Well I live each day like this was last
'Cause time won't wait it's gone to fast
G D
Better do the best you can do
'Cause life's a tune you whistle in the dark
When you get it right you get a little spark
G D
Then the sun comes up and it all dawns on you
G
D
I know this old bag of bones don't really need me
G D
There's a lot more standing here then what you see
G A Bm A7
My mind is getting old but my sprits flying free
D
This old bag of bones don't really need me|:
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