Fences - BRASS BAND

I wish I could cut back safe and sound
maybe I would kick back, hang around
but lately I just chase my tail around
hopin' that god posts bail

bones in the yard
they're down there way too far
it's like they were meant to stay a long, long time
I know they're mine

I wish I could lay flat like the ground
maybe I would grow grass, make a town
but lately I just drive the people out
hopin' that god might stay

bones in the yard
they're down there way too far
it's like they were meant to stay a long, long time
I know they're mine

I wish I was a brass band making sound
shiny like an old car, strong and loud
but lately I just pass by like a cloud
hopin' that god makes rain

bones in the yard
they're down there way too far
it's like they were meant to stay a long, long time

bones in the yard
they're down there way too far
it's like they were meant to stay a long, long time
I know they're mine

I wish I could lay flat like the ground
maybe I would grow grass, make a town
but lately I just drive the people out
hopin' that god might stay

Written by:
CHRISTOPHER MANSFIELD, PATRICK DAMPHIER

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Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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