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those poor bastards - hound's bone lyrics

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sittin’ at home on a sat-rday night
never had i felt so all alone
dreamin’ of a gal who doesn’t exist
gnawin’ on an old hound’s bone
wonderin’ how to cleanse myself
of the darkness in my soul
sittin’ at home on a sat-rday night
gnawin’ on an old hound’s bone

sittin’ at home on a sat-rday night
fillin’ my gills with booze
drinkin’ it down and chokin’ it up
either way i lose
wonderin’ if this pain i feel
is what folks call the blues
sittin’ at home on a sat-rday night
gnawin’ on an old hound’s bone

sittin’ at home on a sat-rday night
burnin’ old pictures in the ﬁre
thinkin’ of the skin of a pretty young thing
and feelin’ no desire
wonderin’ how to start again
and tryin’ to atone
sittin’ at home on a sat-rday night
gnawin’ on an old hound’s bone

sittin’ at home on a sat-rday night
dialin’ old numbers on the phone
even though the line is dead
i hear a distant drone
wonderin’ how my skull would feel
if i smashed it with a stone
sittin’ at home on a sat-rday night
gnawin’ on an old hound’s bone

- those poor bastards lyrics

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