BONEY FINGERS
As recorded by Hoyt Axton on "Bread & Roses Festival of Acoustic Music, Vol. 1" (1979)

Well the rain comin' down and the roof won't hold 'er.
I lost my job and I feel a little older.
Car won't run and our love's grown colder,
But maybe things'll get a little better in the mornin'.
Maybe things'll get a little better.

Yeah, the clothes need washin' and the fire won't start.
Kids all cryin' and you're breakin' my heart.
Whole damn place is fallin' apart.
Maybe things'll get a little better in the mornin'.
Maybe things'll get a little better.

Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get? Whoo-ooh! Bony fingers.
Bony fingers.

Yeah, I been broke as long as I remember.
Get a little money and I gotta run and spend 'er.
When I try to save it, pretty woman come and take it,
Sayin', maybe things'll get a little better in the mornin'.
Maybe things'll get a little better.

Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get? Whoo-ooh! Bony fingers.
Bony fingers.

Yeah the grass won't grow and the sun's too hot.
Whole darn world is goin' to pot.
Might as well like it 'cause you're all that I've got.
Maybe things'll get a little better in the mornin'.
Maybe things'll get a little better.

Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get? Whoo-ooh! Bony fingers.
Bony fingers.

Say the rain comin' down and the roof won't hold 'er.
I lost my job and I feel a little older.
Car won't run and our love's grown colder.
But maybe things'll get a little better in the mornin'.
Maybe things'll get a little better.

Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get? Whoo-ooh! Bony fingers.
Bony fingers.
(One more time!)
Work your fingers to the bone, what do you get? Whoo-ooh! Bony fingers.
Bony fingers.