If I Could Walk, I'd Be a Miner.
If I Could Talk, I'd Be a Preacher.
If I Was a Preacher,
Tell You What: I'd Save a Million Souls - Even You.
If I Was a Miner,
Tell You What: I'd Be a Damn Good One.
This Ain't
(?)
(?) a Joke...
Got Us All Worked Up...
And Left Us Naked Out Here in the Sun.
But Who Could Say It's Sad?
I Attach no Importance to It,
Just Because of My Hand,
Just Because of My Shriveled Little Hand...
I Could Be a Baseball Player.
Doesn't Surprise Me Now,
Even Though We Had a Map,
Took Three Days to Find...
(?)
Taylor From Pizmo...
At the Dog and Pony Show.
Writer(s): Steven Frank Albini, Todd Stanford Trainer, Robert Spurr Weston
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