Volbeat - Sad Man’s Tongue (live) Lyrics

Lyrics Sad Man’s Tongue (live) - Volbeat



Well my mama told me: son you better watch out
All those nasty woman gonna rip you dime for dime
But I got my pocket full of real tales, and my broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin', out from a sad man's tongue
Left my mama and papa's nest
I got the fever rambling my bones
Papa said: my boy, take my Johnny Cash vinyls and go
Well I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin', out from a sad man's tongue
Strollin' down the highway with uncle Sam roaring: rebel kid get your ass home
Your ass belongs to me
Leave your Johnny Cash songs and get home
But I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin', out from a sad man's tongue
Singing in the cell 1.40.9.5
No way should I wear guns, I'm sitting my time
Left 1.40.9.5 with plenty rock'n'roll songs painting the road
Education sucks, so I sing my song for you
But I got my pocket full of real tales
And a broken guitar mode
And the story keep on rollin' out from a sad man's tongue



Writer(s): Poulsen Michael


Volbeat - Beyond Hell/Above Heaven
Album Beyond Hell/Above Heaven
date of release
07-09-2010




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