- Lyrics
- Album list
Cowboy Junkies
-
Simon Keeper
Jesus was a carpenter He died nailed to a wooden cross Irony oh irony Upon me it's never lost
Gather 'round now people I'm here to tell a tale About a man who walks among you A man you each know well
My name is Simon Keeper I had a wife and three grown kids A job in the towers cooking the books For the shills that grease the skids
Irony oh irony You are a bitter fruit to eat Stripped of all your beauty Your flesh is none too sweet
Now I ain't the most honest man That ever worked a skim I was caught with my hand in the cookie jar And brother that was it
Fifty-four and a big black mark Upon my resume I found selling off what you don't own Might earn you the time of day
Next it was a letter From my darling one 'What's yours is mine, what's mine is mine' Sealed with a hug and kiss
One by one my children Closed their lives to me Lessons learned on Daddy's knee 'Give no quarter to the weak'
Irony oh irony Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You are the polar seed of truth You grow upon the open plain The faithful you uproot
Kicked around 'bout a year Living hand to mouth Then one day tryin' to bum a light I felt my will give out
Sat right down on a corner Started prayin' a little too loud Left my troubles far behind When I saw them empty their pockets out
Irony oh irony You are a treacherous son of a bitch Pretending not to care about The heights you'll never reach
Now I won't start in preaching About reaping what you sow This is the story of a half-hearted man Half honest as they go
But sit on down and rest a spell I've got another tale to tell About a lost young man in a faraway land Whose life is just too easy to sell
Jesus was a carpenter He died nailed to a wooden cross Irony oh irony Upon me it's never lost
Jesus was a carpenter He died nailed to a wooden cross Irony oh irony Upon me it's never lost
-
|
|