Song Length |
3:45 |
Genre |
Folk - Americana, Folk - Alternative |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Similar Artists |
Mumford & Sons, The Lumineers |
Lyrics
I'm attached to a string to a bell with a dreadful sound
I'm attached to a string to a bell with a dreadful sound
So the man upstairs can hear me every time I move around
So the man upstairs can hear me and come and shut me down
It's a handful of gimme, it's a mouthful of much obliged
It's a handful of gimme, it's a mouthful of much obliged
That greets me in the evening, and the morning when I rise
That greets me in the evening, and the morning when I rise
It's pressure like a tire, constraint like a man of God
It's pressure like a tire, constraint like a man of God
Talent like a single coin, desire like a lightning rod
Talent like a single coin, desire like a lightning rod
My reward is my patience, my crime is the time that I kill
My reward is my patience, my crime is the time that I kill
Have you ever known me baby, to do the things I say I will?
Have you ever known me baby, to do the things I say I will?