Sad Man's Tongue (Explicit)

Sad Man's Tongue (Explicit) - Volbeat

Well my mama told me:

Son you better watch out

All those nasty woman gonna rip you dime for dime

But I got my pocket full of real tales

And a broken guitar mode

And the story keep on rollin'

Out from a sad man's tongue

Left my mama and papa's nest

I got the fever rambling my bones

Papa said: my boy take my Johnny Cash vinyls and go

Well I got my pocket full of real tales

And a broken guitar mode

And the story keep on rollin'

Out from a sad man's tongue

Strollin' down the highway with uncle Sam roaring:

Rebel kid get your a** home

Your a** belongs to me

Leave your Johnny Cash songs and get home

But I got my pocket full of real tales

And a broken guitar mode

And the story keep on rollin'

Out from a sad man's tongue

Singing in the cell 1 40 9 5

No way should I wear guns I'm sitting my time

Left 1 40 9 5 with plenty rock'n'roll

Songs painting the road

Education sucks so I sing my song for you

And I got my pocket full of real tales

And a broken guitar mode

And the story keep on rollin' out

From a glad man's tongue