Bare Bones - Madeleine Peyroux

I remember what my daddy taught me

'bout how warm whiskey 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 in 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 Yorik 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 theirs or mine

It’s just the bare bones

They give you that much after all

They preached the gospel down in Metairie

They preached it in school

It never made much sense to me

Wonder if it was supposed to

You go on down to Millionaires Road

Watch a while, tell me what 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