Lyrics Those Poor Bastards

Those Poor Bastards

Drown In The River

You and me friend, we sure get along

we got the same feelings

yeah, we got the same thoughts

I remember last August, you wrote me that letter

At first I felt sick, but then I got better

And I slept for forty days,

and forty nights in the rain

when I finally awoke, I didn't feel quite the same

The wind was blowing, a frost was coming

And then poor Matt Judd, he drown in the river

And then my own Grandpa, he withered from cancer

There's so many ways to lose your life

That you gotta be careful where your walkin' at night

And I slept for forty days

and forty nights in the rain

when I finally awoke I didn't feel quite the same

Each day that passes it moves a little faster

No matter where you are, no matter what your after

I didn't used to know much, but I learned a lot lately

Did I mention my sister?

She's about to have a bastard baby

Yeah, we're sailing this ship right the bottom

sailing this ship right to the bottom

sailing this ship right to the bottom

sailing this ship right to the bottom