Twenty years nine to five
It was dark
And he died
Darker than the lung
Inside
Darker than his face
When he stepped out into the night
Wiped the dust from his eyes
They said I cried
But I don't remember
The day that he died
I was nine
It was the day before his birthday
And the day after mine
Oh it was the day after mine
Just in between
Isn't it funny how we like
To create this balance in life sometimes
With a six pack of beer
He was spittin' in a tin
And kissing my mama goodnight
And she said to breathe
But his lungs were full
Of something instead of air
She watched him fall
It was sort of sweetly
Neath the firelight
Over the arm of his chair
And she said to breathe
But his lungs were full
Of something instead of air
It was sort of sweetly
She watched him fall
And she said to breathe
My daddy he worked in a coal mine Twenty years nine to five It was dark And he died Darker than the lung Inside Darker than his face When he stepped out into the night Wiped the dust from his eyes They said I cried But I don't remember The day that he died I was nine It was the day before his birthday And the day after mine Oh it was the day after mine Just in between Isn't it funny how we like To create this balance in life sometimes With a six pack of beer He was spittin' in a tin And kissing my mama goodnight And she said to breathe But his lungs were full Of something instead of air She watched him fall It was sort of sweetly Neath the firelight Over the arm of his chair And she said to breathe But his lungs were full Of something instead of air It was sort of sweetly She watched him fall And she said to breathe Explain Request ×
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