Skin To Bone Lyrics

I'm not a rich man, I've been a poor boy

I've headed east with a midwest smile from Wichita

I've seen a sunset, my buddies last breath

Took everything in me, to not going kill that man

I've lost a little on a sure bet, Read the words that Jesus left

I'll always do what my mama said

This worn out road ain't made for walking

Skin to bone, ain't no time for talking

I've lied and stolen, I know where this ends

The closer when you die is the closest you'll ever feel alive

Keep our mouth shut, we'll know where it comes from

Hope our prayers are answered at the final curtain call

This worn out road ain't made for walking

Skin to bone, ain't no time for talking