Sad Man's Tongue

Well, my mama told me, "Son, you better watch out All those nasty women gonna rip you dime for dime" But I got my pocket full of real tales And a broken guitar mode Guitar mode And the story keep on rollin' Out from a sad man tongue Yeah! Left my mama and papa's nest I got the rebel fever ramblin' my bones Papa said, "My boy, take your Johnny Cash vinyl and go" Well, I got my pocket full of real tales And a broken guitar mode Guitar mode And the story keep on rollin' Out from a sad man tongue Yeah! Strollin' down the highway Said, "Uncle Sam, you rebel kid, now get your ass home Your ass belong to me, leave your Johnny Cash song and get home" I got my pocket full of real tales And a broken guitar mode Guitar mode And the story keep on rollin' Out from a sad man tongue Singing in cell 14095 No way should I wear guns, I'm sitting my time Yeah! Well, left 14095 With plenty rock 'n roll songs to play on the road Education sucks, so I sing my song for you But I got my pocket full of real tales And a broken guitar mode Guitar mode And the story keep on rollin' Out from a sad man tongue