Dry My Bones - The Slow Show

Don’t worry about me if I’m home late

Been drinking on my own again

Don’t worry about me if I act strange

Been walking these streets now for days

And I’m trying baby can’t you see

But everywhere I look there’s a drink

And it’s staring back at me

And it fools me sometimes plays tricks on me

Gets me when I’m down.

Hurts me

Don’t cry I’ll try to dry my bones in the morning

Don’t cry I’ll try to dry my bones in the morning

And you see me coming from miles away

You see me every time every second

Every single ugly day

Because you’re fooling no one with what you say

You see, you see, you see, you see

You see, you see, you see, you see.

Me

Don’t cry I’ll try to dry my bones in the morning

Don’t cry I’ll try to dry my bones in the morning

In the morning, in the morning

In the morning, in the morning

Don’t cry I’ll try to dry my bones in the morning

Don’t cry I’ll try to dry my bones in the morning