Sore Bones
The Americans Lyrics

Leave my name alone
Keep it off your tongue
If you see it in the phonebook
Keep your page-turning going

You made yourself at home
Got a dial tone
Sat right down and
Jabbered on the telephone
What good is a friend
Don't know what it meant
When it's flip-flop, criss-cross
Make believe, play pretend

Leave my name alone
Anywhere you go
When I hear about it
You better bet your talk is done

Couldn't hold your lungs
Had to wag your gums
You linger on the line

Keep it in mind
Keep it in mind
I'm a lowbrow. chin-down
Fist-slugging, scuffling kind

Rubbed my knuckles raw
Whistled as I walked
Soak 'em in cold brine
Then I let my sore bones thaw