Grady Alberta Bones
Well I’m fighin’ to get back to the first time.
The feel of the very first hit.
And I’ve tried to get by with the brush of a high,
but I keep comin’ short of it.
I should gas up and go seek my fortune but my four
tires are frozen in place.
Petrified here with a spliff and a beer,
and the memory of your pretty face.
Chorus:
Won’t you lay down and die right beside me?
If you find me beneath all this snow,
you can search for my bones in Alberta.
It’s the last place that I’ll ever know.
Well, you left me for dead in Grande Prairie.
Ribs stickin’ out of my skin.
Starved and alone, chilled to the bone,
and appalled at the shape that I was in.
Chorus:
Won’t you lay down and die right beside me?
If you find me beneath all this snow,
you can search for my bones in Alberta.
It’s the last place that I’ll ever know.
It’s the last place that I’ll ever know.
Gas up. Get on down.
Well, the gin fills a hole on the inside.
Where goodbye ran a nail through my chest
Slow and melodic. Destruction methodic.
It’s the only way I’ll ever rest.
I should gas up and go seek my fortune but my four
tires are frozen in place.
Petrified here with a spliff and a beer,
and the memory of your pretty face.
Chorus:
Won’t you lay down and die right beside me?
If you find me beneath all this snow,
you can search for my bones in Alberta.
It’s the last place that I’ll ever know.
Won’t you lay down and die right beside me?
If you find me beneath all this god damned snow,
you can search for my bones in Alberta.
It’s the last place that I’ll ever know.
It’s the last place that I’ll ever know.
This is the last place that I’ll ever know.
The last place I’ll ever know.
