Sad Man’s Tongue – VolbeatBy Well my mama told me, “Son you better watch outAll those nasty women gonna rip you dime for dime”But I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode, guitar modeAnd the story keep on rollin’ out from a sad man’s tongueLeft my mama and papa’s nestI got the rebel fever rambling my bonesPapa said, “My boy, take your Johnny Cash vinyls and go.”Well I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode, guitar modeAnd the story keep on rollin’ out from a sad man’s tongueStrollin’ down the highway with Uncle Sam roaring, “Rebel kid get your ass homeYour ass belongs to meLeave your Johnny Cash songs and get home.”But I got my pocket full of real tales, and a broken guitar mode, guitar modeAnd the story keep on rollin’ out from a sad man’s tongueSinging in the cell 1.40.9.5No way should I wear guns, I’m sitting my timeLeft 1.40.9.5 with plenty rock’n’roll songs painting the roadEducation sucks, so I sing my song for youBut I got my pocket full of real talesAnd a broken guitar mode, guitar modeAnd the story keep on rollin’ out from a sad man’s tongue www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20