Bottom of the world
My daddy told me, lookin' backThe best friend you'll have is a railroad trackSo when I was 13 said, I'm rollin' my own,And I'm leavin' Missouri and I'm never comin' home
And I'm lost, and I'm lostI'm lost at the bottom of the worldI'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liarI'm lost at the bottom of the world
Satchel Puddin' and Lord God MoseSitting by the fire with a busted noseThat fresh egg yeller is too damn rareBut the white part is perfect for slickin' down your hair
And I'm lost, and I'm lostI'm lost at the bottom of the worldI'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liarI'm lost at the bottom of the world
Blackjack Ruby and Nimrod CainThe moon's the color of a coffee stainJesse Frank and Birdy Joe HoaksBut who is the king of all these folks?
And I'm lost, and I'm lostI'm lost at the bottom of the worldI'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liarI'm lost at the bottom of the world
Well I dined last night with Scarface RonOn telapia fish cakes and fried black swanRazorweed onion and peacock squirellAnd I dreamed all night about a beautiful girl
And I'm lost, and I'm lostI'm lost at the bottom of the worldI'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liarI'm lost at the bottom of the world
Well, god's green hair is where I slept lastHe balanced a diamond on a blade of grassNow I woke me up with a cardinal birdAnd when I wanna talk he hangs on every word
And I'm lost, and I'm lostI'm lost at the bottom of the worldI'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liarI'm lost at the bottom of the world