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Thom LaFond
Thom LaFond
Songwriter
Zea Stallings
Zea Stallings
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Paul Alft-LaFond
Thomas Paul Alft-LaFond
Producer

Lyrics

All my friends are dead and buried now Where's my hand-me-downs? Where's my weekend? All my friends are dead and buried now Where's my wedding gown? Throw it on my deathbed Wild and lonesome smile I walked a lonesome mile Crawled to my attention What could I have told you? Wild and lonesome smile I've walked a lonesome mile You crawled to my attention What could I have told you? Where I Inhabit This lonely casket All the homes you hid me in Well I'm aware now They start to stare now Singing on that Isolation hymn Bury my hands in the ground Two in the city and one in the town Bury my body there too We sing the isolation blues. All my friends are dead and buried now Where's my hand-me-downs? Where's my weekend? All my friends are dead and buried now Where's my wedding gown? Throw it on my deathbed If you ever need a way with words Or just a break from a real cold life You can barely see the moon from here There's some things that we'll have to try Let it in and let it do what it wants Don't you ever forget your song When you feel lost The moon rising off your tongue Let it in and make yourself at home I love you dearly but it's weighing on my bones I'll tell you something but it don't mean much till it does I can feel you reaching in my lungs All my friends are dead and buried now Where's my hand-me-down? Where's my weekend? All my friends are dead and buried now Where's my wedding gown? Throw it on my deathbed All my friends are dead and buried now Where's my hand-me-down? Where's my weekend? All my friends are dead and buried now Where's my wedding gown? Throw it on my deathbed
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