Bottom Of The World lyrics

My daddy told me, lookin' back

The best friend you'll have is a railroad track

So when I was 13 said, I'm rollin' my own,

And I'm leavin' Missouri and I'm never comin' home

And I'm lost, and I'm lost

I'm lost at the bottom of the world

I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar

I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Satchel Puddin' and Lord God Mose

Sitting by the fire with a busted nose

That fresh egg yeller is too damn rare

But the white part is perfect for slickin' down your hair

And I'm lost, and I'm lost

I'm lost at the bottom of the world

I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar

I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Blackjack Ruby and Nimrod Cain

The moon's the color of a coffee stain

Jesse Frank and Birdy Joe Hoaks

But who is the king of all these folks?

And I'm lost, and I'm lost

I'm lost at the bottom of the world

I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar

I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Well I dined last night with Scarface Ron

On telapia fish cakes and fried black swan

Razorweed onion and peacock squirell

And I dreamed all night about a beautiful girl

And I'm lost, and I'm lost

I'm lost at the bottom of the world

I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar

I'm lost at the bottom of the world

Well, god's green hair is where I slept last

He balanced a diamond on a blade of grass

Now I woke me up with a cardinal bird

And when I wanna talk he hangs on every word

And I'm lost, and I'm lost

I'm lost at the bottom of the world

I'm handcuffed to the bishop and the barbershop liar

I'm lost at the bottom of the world

• Artist:Tom Waits
• Album:Orphans: Disc 1 - Brawlers (2006)