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tom waits - 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six lyrics

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i plugged 16 sh-lls from a thirty-ought-six
and a black crow snuck through
a hole in the sky
so i spent all my b-ttons on an
old pack mule
and i made me a ladder from
a p-wn shop marimba
and i leaned it up against
a dandelion tree

and i filled me a sachel
full of old pig corn
and i beat me a billy
from an old french h-rn
and i kicked that mule
to the top of the tree
and i blew me a hole
’bout the size of a kickdrum
and i cut me a switch
from a long branch elbow

chorus
i’m gonna whittle you into kindlin’
black crow 16 sh-lls from a thirty-ought-six
whittle you into kindlin’
black crow 16 sh-lls from a thirty-ought-six

well i slept in the holler
of a dry creek bed
and i tore out the buckets
from a red corvette, tore out the buckets from a red corvette
lionel and dave and the butcher made three
you got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
with the strings of a washburn
stretched like a clothes line
you know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole

repeat chorus

now i hold him prisoner
in a washburn jail
that stapped on the back
of my old kick mule
strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
i bang on the strings just
to drive him crazy
i strum it loud just to rattle his cage
strum it loud just to rattle his cage

repeat chorus

- tom waits

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