Tori Amos — tombigbee

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[Verse 1]
To you it’s another day, to me it’s a grim reaping
Just another shooting star strung out on your wire
Prick my finger on his virgin silver
He took me raw, ginger, caramelise me

[Chorus]
Tombigbee, Tombigbee, help me hang these bones
Gotta hang these bones out to dry
He loved me, he loved me, ravishingly low
Gonna hang these bones out to dry
Dry, dry, dry

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, you do it, man

[Verse 3]
Got a blackberry stain and they’re not even in season
If you’re not yet a woman you got no business playing this

[Chorus]
Tombigbee, Tombigbee, help me hang these bones
Gotta hang these bones out to dry
He loved me, he loved me, ravishingly low
Gonna hang these bones out to dry
Dry, dry, dry

[Post-Chorus]
Oh, you do it, man

[Bridge]
So you get done, then you get some
Sure enough, it won’t hold you for long
Then you say, «Right. This is all mine.»
But hasn’t your donor card expired?
From Blueridge to Cattail on the prairie
From flyover country, back through Mississippi
I said, «Go, man, you go.»
But you raise me twenty, I’m raising you five-
Hundred treaties signed by your fathers’ lies
Go, man, you go
‘Cause I’m trailing her tears
The ones you won’t hold
You roll me a carpet, roll me a carpet, boy
Roll me a carpet from here to Oklahoma

[Chorus]
Tombigbee, Tombigbee, help me hang these bones
Gotta hang these bones out to dry
He loved me, he loved me, ravishingly low
Gotta hang these bones out to dry
Dry, dry, dry

[Outro]
I’ll do it again
Dry, dry, dry