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Joe Bonamassa - Story Of A Quarryman Lyrics

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  • Gonna buy me a bucket and a hammer of nails
  • Board up the windows and head for the trails
  • And that's what I get for sticking my chin out
  • Well a kick in the teeth and a mind full of doubt
  • I brought this on for my own hands
  • The precious disgrace from my own hands
  • If I could freeze time in my own hands
  • Story of a quarryman
  • Left my home with the shirt on my back
  • Built my empire on a dry haystack
  • To break it down a one by one
  • And back in Cali and tired and alone
  • I brought this on by my own hands
  • The precious disgrace from my own hand
  • If I could freeze time in my own hands
  • Story of a quarryman
  • Traces of life blowing in the sand
  • The cornerstone of my piece of dry land
  • So hand me that hop and some of that wine
  • I'll drink you away by the end of this line
  • I brought this on by my own hands
  • The precious disgrace from my own hands
  • If I could freeze time in my own hands
  • Story of a quarryman
  • Story of a quarryman

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