Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Black Cat Bones
The Black Cat Bones
Performer
André Kriel
André Kriel
Electric Guitar
Casey Rothman
Casey Rothman
Electric Bass Guitar
Gareth Bunge
Gareth Bunge
Drums
Kobus De Kock Jnr
Kobus De Kock Jnr
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
André Kriel
André Kriel
Songwriter
Kobus de Kock
Kobus de Kock
Songwriter
Matthew Fink
Matthew Fink
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Matthew Fink
Matthew Fink
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Sing along, the freedom's gone
Grieving for the dusty day
Sing along, the freedom's gone
Grieving for the dusty day
Hey, old bear, I see you there
Grieving for the dusty day
Say old man, you got a plan?
Man, we gotta get away
She's so fine, I'll make her mine
Her pretty little face is home
She's so fine, just a little more time
Her pretty little face is home
Hey ol' Jim, we gotta swim
Grieving for the dusty day
Diamonds I bought, and then I got caught
Now they got me locked away
Locked inside, watching the tide
Watching it all pull away
Over the rocks, take off your socks
Man, we gotta swim today
She's so fine, I'll make her mine
Her dirty little face is home
She's so fine, just a little more time
Her dirty little face is home
Home is home
Home is home
Hey old student, good luck to you
If I ever see you swim away
As the prison dog barks, you get eaten by sharks
You never really got away
Written by: André Kriel, Kobus de Kock
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