To Cure What Ails - Shakey Graves

So I tried a new direction

A new mindset

A new state

But runnings what it is

Its hard when you’re kid

To find your place

I know a gang of clever fellows

We built a fort out in the woods

We cuss and spit at all the girls

Ain’t got a care in all the world

Yeah the livin' is good

But now I’m supposed to grow

Big and tall

Seems like I don’t get to wear my bare feet

At all

But when the storm is through

My feet know what to do

All roads lead to you

I think I’ve grown a little thinner

With out you riding my coat tails

I would trade it all again for a nice

Stroll in your skin

Just to cure what ails