Bag O' Bones - Chris Caffery

Looking back over the chosen path

Every race that you have run

Every regret and piece of ass you hit

You rather sorry Bag of Bones

Son of a, son of a

There was no getting over

Some of us, some of us

Got a silver spoon

Son of a, son of a

Take the things really easy

None of us, none of us

Gonna heal your wounds

Look at you now

The sun it’s goin' down

Watch as you fall

Now you’re all just

A bag of bones

Hunched on top with

The fruits of you

A wooden nickel

For your pain

Every step by the book

Still a company crook

A worthless trip

Down memory lane

Son of a, son of a

There was no getting over

Son of us, son of us

Got a silver spoon

Son of a, son of a

Take the things really easy

None of us, none of us

Gonna heal your wounds

Look at you now

The sun it’s goin' down

Watch as you fall

Now you’re all just

A bag of bones

Son of a, son of a

There was no getting over

Some of us, some of us

Got a silver spoon

Son of a, son of a

Take the things really easy

None of us, none of us

Gonna heal your wounds

Look at you now

The sun it’s goin' down

Watch as you fall

Now you’re all just

A bag of bones

Now you’re all just

A bag o' bones

Now you’re all just

A bag of bones

You may be rich

But you’re a son of a bitch