Lyrics

If I Could Walk, I'd Be a Miner. If I Could Talk, I'd Be a Preacher. If I Was a Preacher, Tell You What: I'd Save a Million Souls - Even You. If I Was a Miner, Tell You What: I'd Be a Damn Good One. This Ain't (?) (?) a Joke... Got Us All Worked Up... And Left Us Naked Out Here in the Sun. But Who Could Say It's Sad? I Attach no Importance to It, Just Because of My Hand, Just Because of My Shriveled Little Hand... I Could Be a Baseball Player. Doesn't Surprise Me Now, Even Though We Had a Map, Took Three Days to Find... (?) Taylor From Pizmo... At the Dog and Pony Show.
Writer(s): Steven Frank Albini, Todd Stanford Trainer, Robert Spurr Weston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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