Son of Sin
Get back and on again
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
I'm just another old son of sin
Pass me like a bottle to praise my kin
Ain't a matter of where you been
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
I went to church and nailed a few
And then I thought I might talk to you
Except the problem that's always been
Is you ain't listenin' and I can't swim
Pop a quarter in and watch me grind
I'll speak a few words that roll through my mind
Might hate them, might make you grin
Or you might join my strange band
Get back and on again
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
I'm just another old son of sin
Pass me like a bottle to praise my kin
Ain't a matter of where you been
'Cause I'm just anothеr old son of sin
Went to Broadway to change my mind
Snakes and laddеrs to slow down time
Young twirls and dark lit men
At corner tables are my dear friends
Bass hummin' and fiddle lines
Speak like whispers of downtowns prime
Them days they've come and been
Gone like smoke or a wayfarer's gem
Get back and on again
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
I'm just another old son of sin
Pass me like a bottle to praise my kin
Ain't a matter of where you been
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
Get back and on again
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
I'm just another old son of sin
Pass me like a bottle to praise my kin
Ain't a matter of where you been
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
I'm just another old son of sin
Pass me like a bottle to praise my kin
Ain't a matter of where you been
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
I went to church and nailed a few
And then I thought I might talk to you
Except the problem that's always been
Is you ain't listenin' and I can't swim
Pop a quarter in and watch me grind
I'll speak a few words that roll through my mind
Might hate them, might make you grin
Or you might join my strange band
Get back and on again
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
I'm just another old son of sin
Pass me like a bottle to praise my kin
Ain't a matter of where you been
'Cause I'm just anothеr old son of sin
Went to Broadway to change my mind
Snakes and laddеrs to slow down time
Young twirls and dark lit men
At corner tables are my dear friends
Bass hummin' and fiddle lines
Speak like whispers of downtowns prime
Them days they've come and been
Gone like smoke or a wayfarer's gem
Get back and on again
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
I'm just another old son of sin
Pass me like a bottle to praise my kin
Ain't a matter of where you been
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
Get back and on again
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
I'm just another old son of sin
Pass me like a bottle to praise my kin
Ain't a matter of where you been
'Cause I'm just another old son of sin
Credits
Writer(s): Coleman Williams, David Talley, Jason Dietz
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