Daddy put on that vinyl, needle in the vein

Stirring me like some chicken noodle soup to some Hank and Jones

I could feel it in my bones

That summer, I started singing, voice was cracking up

Went to bed a tenor, woke up a baritone

Hundred pounds soaking wet, skin and bones

Ain't no bones about it, my, oh me, oh my

I'm gonna drain this six-string till the wood's bone-dry

'Cause the song is in my blood, in my soul, and in my bones

Horizon on the front, trailer on the tail

Charleston on to Bakersfield, Kalispell to San Antoine

Gonna wear these tires till they're nothing but bones

Ain't no bones about it, my, oh me, oh my

I'm gonna drain this six-string till the wood's bone-dry

'Cause the song is in my blood, in my soul, and in my bones

Born on a rambling highway, gone as the day is long

Trail hound runnin' that roll in the rolling stone

Doggone, no, you can't take a dog from his bones

Bones

Pile 'em up like a pedal down pirate

Flesh and bones

If you're stomping your feet and you like it, throw us some bones

If you don't, take sticks and stones and break my bones

Break my bones, but that won't keep me home

Ain't no bones about it, my, oh me, oh my

I'm gonna drain this six-string till the wood's bone-dry

'Cause the song is in my blood, in my soul, and in my bones

Born on a rambling highway, gone as the day is long

Trail hound runnin' that roll in the rolling stone

Doggone, no, you can't take a dog from his bones

Can't take a dog from his bones

A dog from his bones

Can't take a dog from his bones

Can't take a dog from his bones

Bones