The Washers — Bag of Bones lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Bag of Bones" by The Washers.

Lyrics

LOOKIN' LIKE A BAG OF BONES
SHE’S GOT HER HAND IN HER PILLS AGAIN
AND HER STOMACH’S IN A KNOT
THIS ROPES TIED SOFTLY AROUND
A LITTLE BITTY BLUE OR WHITE PIECE OF JESUS
THE DEVIL IN THE BOTTLE HELPED HER SWALLOW DOWN
ANOTHER BOTTLE DOWN THE HATCH
YOU CAN COUNT EM BOY SHE AIN’T COMIN BACK
SHE’S GUNNA RUN US TO THE GROUND
SHE’S SIPPIN IN THE DARK
MY LITTLE NIGHT AND GALE SINGS A SAD SONG
AND HER HEADS SPINNIN ROUND
SHE’S NODDIN OFF AGAIN
SAILING THROUGH HER DREAMS IN A PINE BOX
THE DEVIL IN THE BOTTLES GONNA PUT HER IN
ANOTHER BOTTLE DOWN THE HATCH
YOU CAN COUNT EM BOY SHE AIN’T COMIN BACK
SHE’S GUNNA RUN US TO THE GROUND
HER NAME IS ON A GRAVESTONE
THE FLOWERS WENT TO TO TOWN AND THE BIRDS HAVE FLOWN
AND HER BODY LAY IN THE GROUND
SHE COULDN’T MAKE IT RIGHT
HER VICE IS PUTTING NAILS IN THE COFFIN
THE DEVIL IN THE BOTTLE FINALLY PUT HER IN
ANOTHER BOTTLE DOWN THE HATCH
YOU CAN COUNT EM BOY SHE AIN’T COMIN BACK
SHE’S GUNNA RUN US TO THE GROUND