I can tell you don’t want this heart, do you?

I can tell you don’t want this heart, do you?

I can tell you don’t want this heart so I’m going to get up dust off go out find me someone who do.

I can tell you don’t want these bones, do you?

I can tell you don’t want these bones, do you?

I can tell you don’t want these bones so I’m going to get up dust off go out find me someone who do.

Sitting in a row on a poplar tree, singing warblers 1, 2, 3

It once was 4 but now they’re warlblin’ at me

You wish you were leaving on the next thing smoking, don’t you?

You wish you were leaving on the next thing smoking, don’t you?

Once you’ve been leaving on the next thing smoking I’m gonna go out find me someone who’ll do those things you won’t do.

I’m going to get up dust off go out find me someone who do, ‘cause I can tell you don’t want these bones.