Accidents lyrics

[Verse 1]
Oh, come now, Father, dear
And turn this blood to choice
You know, I think these young are spent
And have seen their day

My back bears the scars of work
While my sweat has cut the cost
If my word to God isn't bond
Then I'll be damned to say

[Interlude]
But this can't be so bad
Only, I sure did love the way she danced

[Verse 2]
Oh, come now, Preacher, to where
This flesh begins to spoil
You know I think these young are done
And have seen their day

But should I remove their tongue
Of curse, and cast away
Oh, this dirty game I play

[Outro]
Oh, Long-Arm, you lie here
Go run home, to Mama
A good boy never gets to dance
Oh, Long-Arm, you lie here
Go run home, to Mama
These good boys never get a chance