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Digging with My Dinner Plate

from Hard Pan to Chaos by The Old Smugglers

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Fell hard and broke
To the dreaming of the night
It's all I can do
To watch it all run by
And I cheer them along
With a pocket of regrets
Just keep me guessing
I'm sure that I won't guess right

Morning has come, I tried looking away
Rise with the sun, I gave a wink and a nod and I'm
Digging with my dinner plate, the dirt's good down here
The wind never scolds me, and the dogs don't bite

Well I know that ditch is welcoming
It's comfortable and deep
Wraps its arms to hold on real tight
Some blurred-eye recollection
From insomnia and gin
Pulls me down, down, down

Morning has come, I tried looking away
Rise with the sun, I gave a wink and a nod and I'm
Digging with my dinner plate, the dirt's good down here
The wind never scolds me, and the dogs don't bite

There's something to be said about earth in the nails
It's tried and it's true
Through the clatter of indifference
So I'll be the first to call you with this
Knock back all of your footfalls
And dig through the night

Morning has come, I tried looking away
Rise with the sun, I gave a wink and a nod and I'm
Digging with my dinner plate, the dirt's good down here
The wind never scolds me, and the dogs don't bite

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from Hard Pan to Chaos, released November 10, 2017
Lyrics by The Infamous Dr. Thunder
Music by The Old Smugglers

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Scotch and coffee, smelling like smoke and grandpa, truckload of soup cans falling from the sky, Americana shanty sounds of regret and revelation.

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