Rusted Root Beatiful People
Come and hear the funeral marchin?
Maybe, this is your suicide
Maybe, this is more pure, pure and simple
Maybe this is all I have for home
Whoa, home, daddy yeah
Why have all your beautiful people
Brushed you on down, down
Brushed you on down?
Whoa, home, home, daddy, yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Whoa, home, home, home, home, daddy yeah
I saw the shame inside your addiction
Hatin? to see what was passed on by
I saw the shame and wondered why
I should've lived and died
Leave a note and tell me
Leave a note and tell me why
Leave a note and tell me
Leave a note and tell me why
Why have all your beautiful people
Brushed you on down, down
Brushed you on down?
Whoa, home, home, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Hoo, daddy yeah
Whoa, home, home, home, daddy yeah
Whoa, home, home, home, daddy yeah
Whoa, home
