Sleeping under tables

Lyrics

,Been on my own

two dam feet

remember when
I was cold, misery ,
and wet

I couldn't even feel
my two dam on
pairs of feet

fingers and hands
so dam cold

if I moved them
they would fill
like I would loose'em

are they would just

crack off one by one
like a frozen limb

dam I was one
freezing cold dam
hell of a man

Walk.alone
by myself
just to find

warmth and shelter
some nights
I'd fall asleep
up under a table

were moms and kids
would wake me up

folding laundry
on the table

they would try
not to wake me

As I was passed out

under the table

Mom's would say stay away

don't you bother
that dear man

then the owner
would come and wake

sleeping old me

tell me to leave
you poor man

I'd just give the kids
a wink and a smile

tell the moms sorry
that I was in the way

look at the owner
and tell him to
have a bless day

Thwad out one hungry man

I'd go volunteer
so I could eat

go back to camp
start a fire
kick back with a can of spam

usually had a cold drink
in hand

spark a fire
and climb on in
my weathered tent

Never felt ashamed
are embarrassed

I would always look up

towards the sky
and tell God

that I don't know why
but I'm as happy now

as I've ever been

I'd rather do that
over and over
again ,and again

then wind up
back in the pen

where we would stay
bumping over and over

once again

that shit will