And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues
And we don't know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
What I've got you've got to give it to your mama
What I've got you've got to give it to your pappa
What I've got you've got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water
If she lived in space, man
I'd build a plane
Out of luck so beam me up
To hear her talking again
She painted pictures
That never dried
Always tried to keep the feeling alive