Paul Simon — God Bless The Absentee lyrics

Lyrics

LordIЂ™m a working man
And music is my trade
IЂ™m travelinЂ™ with this five-piece band
And I play the ace of spades
I have a wife and family
Who donЂ™t see much of me God bless the absentee
LordI am a surgeon
And music is my knife
It cuts away my sorrow
And purifies my life
But if I could release my heart
And veins and arteries
IЂ™d say God bless the absentee
I miss my woman so I miss my bed
I miss those soft places
I used to lay my head
My son donЂ™t need me yet
His bones are soft
He flies a silver airplane
He wears a golden cross
God bless the absentee
Lordthis countryЂ™s changed so fast
The future is the present
The presentЂ™s in the past
Highways are in litigation
The airports disagree
God bless the absentee
God bless the absentee