Meat Off The Bone lyrics

I've been waitin' on a cold front to trample this sun I've been callin' my mama on the telephone I've been cookin' lots of chicken on the kitchen stove And pulin' a'meat right off the bone I've been sendin' letters of sorrow home I've been hurtin' daily and sleepin' long I've been eatin' lots of chicken and getting' mighty stoned And pullin' meat right off the bone. (Bridge) Ain't asked myself, how did it get this way But when I ask myself, I ain't got much to say I'm just a'cookin' chicken and eatin' crow And pullin' meat right off the bone. We have no preacher to marry our son Our daughters have no faith in a Christian home How shall we live now that God is gone? just pullin' meat right off the bone. (Bridge) Ain't asked myself, how did it get this way But when I ask myself, I ain't got much to say I'm just a'cookin' chicken and eatin' crow And pullin' meat right off the bone. I'm pullin' meat right off the bone.