Boney Fingers
Rain comin' down and the roof won't hold 'em
Well, I lost my job and I feel a little older
Car won't run and our love's grown colder
Maybe things'll get a little better in the mornin'
Maybe things'll get a little better
The clothes need washin' and the fire won't start
Kids all cryin' and you're breakin' my heart
Whole damn place is fallin' apart
But maybe things'll get a little better (in the mornin')
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get?
Boney fingers, boney fingers
I've been broke as long as I remember
Well, I get a little money, I gotta run and spend 'em
When I try to save it, pretty woman come and take it
Say, maybe things'll get a little better (in the mornin')
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get?
Boney fingers, boney fingers
The grass won't grow and the sun's too hot
The whole damn world is goin' apart
Might as well like it 'cause you're all that I got
Maybe things'll get a little better (in the mornin')
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get?
Boney fingers, boney fingers
Said, the rain comin' down and the roof won't hold 'em
Well, I lost my job and I feel a little older
Car won't run and our love's grown colder
Maybe things'll get a little better (in the mornin')
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get?
Boney fingers, boney fingers
Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get?
Boney fingers, boney fingers
Well, I lost my job and I feel a little older
Car won't run and our love's grown colder
Maybe things'll get a little better in the mornin'
Maybe things'll get a little better
The clothes need washin' and the fire won't start
Kids all cryin' and you're breakin' my heart
Whole damn place is fallin' apart
But maybe things'll get a little better (in the mornin')
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get?
Boney fingers, boney fingers
I've been broke as long as I remember
Well, I get a little money, I gotta run and spend 'em
When I try to save it, pretty woman come and take it
Say, maybe things'll get a little better (in the mornin')
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get?
Boney fingers, boney fingers
The grass won't grow and the sun's too hot
The whole damn world is goin' apart
Might as well like it 'cause you're all that I got
Maybe things'll get a little better (in the mornin')
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get?
Boney fingers, boney fingers
Said, the rain comin' down and the roof won't hold 'em
Well, I lost my job and I feel a little older
Car won't run and our love's grown colder
Maybe things'll get a little better (in the mornin')
Maybe things'll get a little better
Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get?
Boney fingers, boney fingers
Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get?
Boney fingers, boney fingers
Credits
Writer(s): Hoyt Wayne Axton, Renee Eugenie Armand
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