Tom Waits On The Nickel Lyrics

It says sticks and stones may break my bones
But I will lways be true,
And when your mama is dead and gone,
I'll sing this lullaby just for you

What becomes of all the little boys
Who never comb there hair
Theyre lined up around the block
On that nickel over there

And if you chew tobacco
And wish apon a star
Youll find where the scarecrows sit
Now they look like punch lines between the cars

And I Know a place where the royal flush never
beats a pair, And even Thomas Jefferson is on the nickel over there.

So ring around the rosy
Sleeping in the rain
Your always late for supper
Man you let me down again

I thought I heard a mockingbird
Rosevelt knows where
I'm whistling past the graveyard
And they're on the nickel over there

So what becomes of all the little boys
Who run away from home
The world keeps gettin' bigger
once your on your own
Its heads you win, tails they lose
Your on the nickel and your over there