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Me & Lazarus
Iron & Wine
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Me and Lazarus, we shoveled all the ashes out
Black bed linens blowing around
Back and forth and up and down
Oh whoa, whoa, guess I had nowhere else to go
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Me and Lazarus kept bailing out that riverboat
Floating by the choir robes
Bobbing in the ebb and flow
Whoa, whoa, whoa, guess I had nowhere else to go
He's an emancipated punk and he can dance
But he's got a hole in the pocket of his pants
Must be a symptom of outstanding circumstances
Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa
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Me and Lazarus, we fed her with a baby spoon
Fever flowin' through the room
Far too long and way too soon
Oh whoa, whoa, guess I had nowhere else to go
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Me and Lazarus, we pick up papa's white boy blues
Hand-me-downs and Sunday shoes
Never made the local news
Oh whoa, whoa, guess I had nowhere else to go
And I'm a liberated loser that can roll
But where my pocket was, I'm peeking through a hole
A couple second chances surely would console me
Whoa, whoa, whoa
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