Black Lung Lyrics
walkin' up with winkin' eyesseen that tight-lipped grini could tell from a mile awayboy you weren't my kinyou best put a bridle on bridle on that tonguesave your breath for breathin' buddyan' run - runwho's that feller next to mewith the big house grinspeakin' from the left handan' jumpin' out his skinwell, maybe he's my old manthe one with the wooden eyesyou'd think after all this timehe'd find a better place to hidecuttin' up with battin' eyesi seen that paint on smileaw girl i could see you comin'for a country mileyou bes' put a bridle on bridle on that tonguesave your breath for breathin' girli'm talkin' from black lungs
16 Horsepower Black Lung
