Bone

Bone, bone
Bone, bone

Hands and toes, feet and head
Carrion to be fed
Any dog can chew over my bone
And all my wine's gonna turn into blood
When my name is called
I'm just a pile of bone

But when I'm gone
And I'm dead
What will be inside my head?
Bone, bone
Bone, bone

Fingernail, chest and feet
Carrion good to eat
Any dog can chew over my bone
And all my wine's gonna turn into blood
When my gun is shot
I'm just a pile of bone

When I'm gone
And I'm dead
What will be inside my head?
Will all my stitches be unsewn?
If heaven is a place I know
I won't be taking my bones
Bone, bone
Bone, bone
Bone, bone
Bone, bone

If heaven is a place I know
I won't be taking my bones
Will all my stitches be unsewn?
And when I'm gone
And I'm dead
What will be inside my head?

Bone, bone
Bone, bone
Bone, bone
Bone, bone



Credits
Writer(s): Stuart Douglas Mackenzie
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