Pearl Jam - Leatherman Lyrics
I know about a man to whom I may be related, he's leatherman.Died a long time ago in the 1880's...leatherman, leatherman.Covered with leather, but it was tight.Underneath the moon in the woods at night...Makin' the rounds ten miles a day,Once a month they'd spot him, here's what they'd say..."Here he comes, he's a man of the land.He's leatherman. Smile on his face, an axe in his pack.He's leatherman."Comes out of the caves once a day to be fed.Wasn't known to say but "Thanks for the bread."So modern day I walk my way, my jacket faded,Just like a man of leather whom I may be related.Rolled a cigarette, but when he asked for a light,I thought he'd be an animal, but so polite.Makin' the rounds ten miles a day.Once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say..."Here he comes, he's a man of the land, he's leatherman.Smile on his face, an axe in his hand.He's leatherman."Shake his hand he's leatherman.Bake some bread he's leatherman.Shame he's dead. I saw his bed,It's all that's left of leatherman.Give me some skin, leatherman
