Intro: Verse On this cold little parcel of land where our father's fathers lived The same old trees scraping innocent knees since our grandparents were kids You were born in a terrible storm and your ma said it's a sign You're never at peace with your bed facing east and your itchy feet like mine We should change our names and go for guts and glory Never cut our hair or give a care if we're right 'Cause they've got us by the throat, they've got us on a tight-rope You can tell your furious father he can have my guts for garters if he likes (Uh oh!) Bridge Verse Some need like the trunk of a tree to accumulate alone And in time grow ripe on the vine and I think we might belong On this cold little parcel of land where our father's fathers lived We scrape our knees climbing innocent trees like our father's fathers did We should change our names and go for guts and glory Never cut our hair or give a care if we're right 'Cause they've got us by the throat, the've got us on a tight-rope You can tell your furious father he can have my guts for garters if he likes You can tell your furious father he can have my guts for garters if he likes
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