A Ghost to Most Drive-By Truckers

[Verse 1]
I guess I'll never grow a sideburn
It's a shame with all I've got to go between
I hope somebody's cause takes soon
It's getting hard to find a place a root can sink
Mama said a lot of things
And "Be thankful" was the one she never minded saying twice
Thanks to her I can think clear enough
To be thankful that she died before tonight

[Chorus]
Baby, every bone in my body's gone to jumping
Like they're gonna come through my skin
If they could get along without the rest of me
It wouldn't matter if they did
But skeletons ain't got nowhere to stick their money
Nobody makes britches that size
And besides, you're a ghost to most
Before they notice that you ever had a hair or a hide

[Verse 2]
Saving everybody takes a man on a mission
With a swagger that can set the world at ease
Some believe it's God's own hand on the trigger
And the other dumping water in the streets
Talking tough's easy when it's other people's evil
And you're judging what they do and don't believe
It seems to me you'd have to have a hole your own
To point a finger at somebody else's sheet