Meat Off the Bone The Gourds
Meat off the Bone
[C]I been waiting on a cold front
To trample this [G7]sun
I been calling my mama
On the tele[C]phone
I been cooking lots of chicken
On the kitchen [F]stove
And pulling the [C]meat [G7]right off the [C]bone
I been sending that letter
Of sorrow home
I been hurting deep
And not sleeping long
I been eating lots o chicken
And getting mighty stoned
And pulling the meat right off the bone
And I ask my[F]self
How did it get this [C]way?
But when I ask myself
I ainā??t got much t[G7]o say
Iā??m just cooking th[C]e chicken
And eating [F]crow
And pulling the [C]meat [G7]right off the [C]bone
We have no preacher
To marry our son
Our daughters have no faith
In a christian home
How shall we live now
Now that God is gone
Just pullinā?? the meat right off the bone
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gareth d davies
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