This is an old song These are old blues And this is not my tune But it's mine to use
And all that I want and all that I need And all that I've got is scattered like seed And all that I know is blowing away from me Yeah, all that I know is blowing like tumbleweed
Sadie, white coat Carry me home Bury this bone Take this pinecone
Please, bury this bone To gnaw on it later Gnawing on the telephone 'Til then, we will suspend
The notion that these lives will never end
And all day long we talk about mercy Lead me to water Lord, I sure am thirsty And I'm down in the ditch where I almost served you Up in the clouds where he almost heard you And I'm down where I darn with the milk-eyed mender You and I, and a love so tender,
And all that we built and all that we breathed, And all that we spilt or pulled up like weeds Is piled up in back and it burns irrevocably And all that I know is blowing like tumbleweed
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