I’m Sorry I Sang On Your Hands That Have Been In The Grave

Carry on, carry on, carry on, ba-dum, ba-dum
Carry on, carry on, carry on, ba-dum, ba-dum
If you are a teacher I am a hustler, oh
So carry on, carry on, carry on, ba-dum, ba-dum

There are ones that lie
And ones that lie underground
The first one's mine
The second one I lie about
Carry on

Think I sang where I shouldn't have sung, Ba-dum, ba-dum
I put a flag where it didn't belong, ba-dum, ba-dum
You got a heart and I got these big, big plans
You're a hunter, I will put down the gun, ba-dum, ba-dum

You know the land, you've seen the lakes
And I know your hands have been in the grave
You beat the path down, will you beat the path down?
I will follow behind you to see what you take

I don't really want to swim with you
I don't really want to swim with you
I don't really want to swim, swim, swim
In the water that you claim or has claimed you
I don't really want to swim with you
I don't really want to swim with you
I don't really want to swim, swim, swim
In the water that you claim or has claimed you

Da-da-da-dum-dum
Da-da-da-dum-dum
Da-da-da-dum-dum

Da-da-da-dum-dum
Da-da-da-dum-dum, carry on
Carry on (I don't really want to swim with you)
Oh carry on (I don't really want to swim, swim, swim, swim, swim)
Oh carry on (In the water that has claimed you)