Gonna buy me a bucket and a hammer of nails
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Board up the windows and head for the trails
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And that's what I get for sticking my chin out
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Well a kick in the teeth and a mind full of doubt
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I brought this on for my own hands
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The precious disgrace from my own hands
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If I could freeze time in my own hands
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Story of a quarryman
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Left my home with the shirt on my back
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Built my empire on a dry haystack
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To break it down a one by one
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And back in Cali and tired and alone
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I brought this on by my own hands
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The precious disgrace from my own hand
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If I could freeze time in my own hands
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Story of a quarryman
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Traces of life blowing in the sand
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The cornerstone of my piece of dry land
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So hand me that hop and some of that wine
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I'll drink you away by the end of this line
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I brought this on by my own hands
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The precious disgrace from my own hands
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If I could freeze time in my own hands
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Story of a quarryman
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Story of a quarryman
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Story Of A Quarryman
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Joe Bonamassa |