Bottom of the World Tom Waits

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My daddy told me, lookin' back
The best friend you'll have is a railroad track
So when I was thirteen I said, "I'm rollin' my own
And I'm leavin' Missouri and I'm never comin' home"

And I'm lost
And I'm lost
I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Satchel Puddin' and Lord God Mose
Sitting by the fire with a busted nose
That fresh egg yeller is too damn rare
But the white part is perfect for slicking down your hair

And I'm lost
And I'm lost
I'm lost at the bottom of the world
I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar
I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Blackjack Ruby and Nimrod Cain
The moon is the color of a coffee stain
Jesse Frank and Birdy Jo Hoaks
But who is the king of all of these folks?

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