Lyrics of Horse head

Come to my house an we'll pick bones
Their hands outside ready with stones
Come to my yard, i got whiskey an' (incomprehensible)
We'll sit on the porch as the good men stare

You ain't never spoke true, i shake an angry fist at you
You are not needed here to help me feel low down
I'm doin' it fine all on my own, yeah, yeah

I hear you cryin' from cradle to coffin
An' for you there'll be no stoppin'
See you lyin' in a pine box with bitter words
That's how the boy talks, yeah

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