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As I rode out one evening By a river of discontent, I bumped straight into old Tom Paine As a running down the road he went. He said "I can't stop right now child, King George is after me. He'll hang a rope around my throat And hang me on the loony tree." But I will dance to Tom Paine's bones, I'll dance to Tom Paine's bones. Dance in the oldest boots I own To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones. I will dance to Tom Paine's bones, I'll dance to Tom Paine's bones. Dance in the oldest boots I own To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones. Well I only talked about freedom And justice for everyone But ever since the first word I spoke I've been looking down the barrel of a gun. And they said I preached revolution, Let me say I my defence, That all I did wherever I went Was to talk a lot of common sense. But I will dance to Tom Paine's bones, I'll dance to Tom Paine's bones. Dance in the oldest boots I own To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones. I will dance to Tom Paine's bones, I'll dance to Tom Paine's bones. Dance in the oldest boots I own To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones. Well old Tom Paine he ran so fast Left me standing still And then there was a piece of paper in my hand Standing at the top of the hill And it said "This is the age of reason And these are the rights of man, Kick off religion and monarchy." It was written there in Tom Paine's plan. But I will dance to Tom Paine's bones, I'll dance to Tom Paine's bones. Dance in the oldest boots I own To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones. I will dance to Tom Paine's bones, I'll dance to Tom Paine's bones. Dance in the oldest boots I own To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones. Well old Tom Paine dead he lies Nobody laughs and nobody cries Where he's gone or how he fares Nobody knows and nobody cares But I will dance to Tom Paine's bones, I'll dance to Tom Paine's bones. Dance in the oldest boots I own To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones. I will dance to Tom Paine's bones, I'll dance to Tom Paine's bones. Dance in the oldest boots I own To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones. I will dance to Tom Paine's bones, I'll dance to Tom Paine's bones. Dance in the oldest boots I own To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones. I will dance to Tom Paine's bones, I'll dance to Tom Paine's bones. Dance in the oldest boots I own To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.
Writer(s): Graham Keith Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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