Tight To The Jar
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โฑ๏ธ 5:43 duration
๐ ID: 18691449
๐ Lyrics
It's a ditch, okay. I have shoes and a blanket
My head resting light on a stone
Though it's hard it's still rounded with a pocket for brains
or what goes for in halls under roof tile
We'll sing another blistering ballad for grandma
Melody sweet till it rolls out the ear
And the beer flows free as advice
With a tight hand holding the jar
A tight hand holding the jar
The mud cakes my chin strap, fills up my cuffs
As I plod, now, from creek edge to street side
As it dries I can whittle it little by little
"Hey, look, now I'm light as a bee"
And those gray clouds mean nothing to one such as I
Though shadows stand tall as some school master whack
On the back of a well intentioned quiet kid
With my arms held around the jar
My arms held around the jar
And it's slow, so slow the idea
The coming around of a sensible world
It hovers and shakes like a hummingbird wing
At the end of a long hot year
At the end of a long hot year
So fry up that supper, we're going to kill it for breakfast
As we turn the table down side and crazy
With the legs up, the women up, the men up to church
For the spirit, the hen yard, the bent steel track rap
It's a ditch, yeah, I know that, and, I do wonder
How that bright faced, ten year old me of a boy
Found the road out I never, I never could see
With my arms held around a jar
My arms held around a jar
And it's slow, so slow the idea
The coming around of a sensible world
It hovers and shakes like a hummingbird wing
At the end of a long hot year
At the end of a long hot year
At the end of a long hot year
My head resting light on a stone
Though it's hard it's still rounded with a pocket for brains
or what goes for in halls under roof tile
We'll sing another blistering ballad for grandma
Melody sweet till it rolls out the ear
And the beer flows free as advice
With a tight hand holding the jar
A tight hand holding the jar
The mud cakes my chin strap, fills up my cuffs
As I plod, now, from creek edge to street side
As it dries I can whittle it little by little
"Hey, look, now I'm light as a bee"
And those gray clouds mean nothing to one such as I
Though shadows stand tall as some school master whack
On the back of a well intentioned quiet kid
With my arms held around the jar
My arms held around the jar
And it's slow, so slow the idea
The coming around of a sensible world
It hovers and shakes like a hummingbird wing
At the end of a long hot year
At the end of a long hot year
So fry up that supper, we're going to kill it for breakfast
As we turn the table down side and crazy
With the legs up, the women up, the men up to church
For the spirit, the hen yard, the bent steel track rap
It's a ditch, yeah, I know that, and, I do wonder
How that bright faced, ten year old me of a boy
Found the road out I never, I never could see
With my arms held around a jar
My arms held around a jar
And it's slow, so slow the idea
The coming around of a sensible world
It hovers and shakes like a hummingbird wing
At the end of a long hot year
At the end of a long hot year
At the end of a long hot year
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:33.72] It's a ditch, okay. I have shoes and a blanket
[00:40.36] My head resting light on a stone
[00:46.77] Though it's hard it's still rounded with a pocket for brains
[00:51.45] or what goes for in halls under roof tile
[00:59.86] We'll sing another blistering ballad for grandma
[01:05.30] Melody sweet till it rolls out the ear
[01:12.77] And the beer flows free as advice
[01:21.13] With a tight hand holding the jar
[01:26.60] A tight hand holding the jar
[01:46.07] The mud cakes my chin strap, fills up my cuffs
[01:48.85] As I plod, now, from creek edge to street side
[01:55.42] As it dries I can whittle it little by little
[02:00.90] "Hey, look, now I'm light as a bee"
[02:09.25] And those gray clouds mean nothing to one such as I
[02:14.81] Though shadows stand tall as some school master whack
[02:22.18] On the back of a well intentioned quiet kid
[02:32.41] With my arms held around the jar
[02:37.16] My arms held around the jar
[02:42.69] And it's slow, so slow the idea
[02:48.29] The coming around of a sensible world
[02:52.87] It hovers and shakes like a hummingbird wing
[03:02.20] At the end of a long hot year
[03:07.63] At the end of a long hot year
[03:27.11] So fry up that supper, we're going to kill it for breakfast
[03:29.91] As we turn the table down side and crazy
[03:35.58] With the legs up, the women up, the men up to church
[03:41.00] For the spirit, the hen yard, the bent steel track rap
[03:49.45] It's a ditch, yeah, I know that, and, I do wonder
[03:55.85] How that bright faced, ten year old me of a boy
[04:03.25] Found the road out I never, I never could see
[04:11.75] With my arms held around a jar
[04:18.19] My arms held around a jar
[04:23.62] And it's slow, so slow the idea
[04:29.22] The coming around of a sensible world
[04:34.83] It hovers and shakes like a hummingbird wing
[04:39.48] At the end of a long hot year
[04:49.63] At the end of a long hot year
[04:54.20] At the end of a long hot year
[05:23.02]
[00:40.36] My head resting light on a stone
[00:46.77] Though it's hard it's still rounded with a pocket for brains
[00:51.45] or what goes for in halls under roof tile
[00:59.86] We'll sing another blistering ballad for grandma
[01:05.30] Melody sweet till it rolls out the ear
[01:12.77] And the beer flows free as advice
[01:21.13] With a tight hand holding the jar
[01:26.60] A tight hand holding the jar
[01:46.07] The mud cakes my chin strap, fills up my cuffs
[01:48.85] As I plod, now, from creek edge to street side
[01:55.42] As it dries I can whittle it little by little
[02:00.90] "Hey, look, now I'm light as a bee"
[02:09.25] And those gray clouds mean nothing to one such as I
[02:14.81] Though shadows stand tall as some school master whack
[02:22.18] On the back of a well intentioned quiet kid
[02:32.41] With my arms held around the jar
[02:37.16] My arms held around the jar
[02:42.69] And it's slow, so slow the idea
[02:48.29] The coming around of a sensible world
[02:52.87] It hovers and shakes like a hummingbird wing
[03:02.20] At the end of a long hot year
[03:07.63] At the end of a long hot year
[03:27.11] So fry up that supper, we're going to kill it for breakfast
[03:29.91] As we turn the table down side and crazy
[03:35.58] With the legs up, the women up, the men up to church
[03:41.00] For the spirit, the hen yard, the bent steel track rap
[03:49.45] It's a ditch, yeah, I know that, and, I do wonder
[03:55.85] How that bright faced, ten year old me of a boy
[04:03.25] Found the road out I never, I never could see
[04:11.75] With my arms held around a jar
[04:18.19] My arms held around a jar
[04:23.62] And it's slow, so slow the idea
[04:29.22] The coming around of a sensible world
[04:34.83] It hovers and shakes like a hummingbird wing
[04:39.48] At the end of a long hot year
[04:49.63] At the end of a long hot year
[04:54.20] At the end of a long hot year
[05:23.02]