I remember what my daddy taught me
'Bout how one risky is in a cold ditch
And one more thing about good and evil

You can't tell which is which

Well, if the rest is lost and history

Or maybe wasted on a fool like me
And that these bare bones
Would leave me something after all


Old Hamlet's done now, dead and gone
And there's no ghost who walks

Poor ? tells you everything he knows
With no tongue to talk


It seems the truth is hidden
where the sun don't shine
And I'm never certain if it's their's or mine

it's just the bare bones
They give you that much after all


They preached the gospel down in ?
They preached it in school
It never made much sense to me

Wonder if it was supposed to

You go on down a millionaires road

Watch a while, tell me what do you see
The truth itself, nothing but a gamble
It might or might not set you free


I guess, my old man was hard to read
And I don't really know what I believed

But in these bare bones
there's something lovely after all