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Fingers and Thumbs

Written by John Teague

Where is that ol’ lighthouse 

I fell in love with your brightness 

And I used to see you  

A beacon so bright and full of all my dreams 

And now the day is night and nights are foggy 

I haven’t found a damn thing in weeks   


Haven’t worked this hard in all my life 

They say when you work hard futures are bright 

But they lied 

They hadn't tried 

Here I am doing what’s right 

but I don’t see it 

I don’t see shit 

I just feel it and 

brother it’s heavy   


They think I owe ‘em everything that I own 

I guess I’ll start selling my fingers and thumbs 

But I can’t 

They’re too damn stained 

And not maintained, 

and it’s a damn shame cause 

They'll tell you a story but not one of glory 

I’m not sorry about a damn thing 

It was a good swing ‘cause they believed in me 

I’m here   


I let people take advantage of me 

That’s hard to say to say the least 

But let’s be honest I need to be stronger 

Before I can’t any longer 

And I think it’s time to say no for once 

And I think it’s time do something for myself but  


They think I owe ‘em everything that I own 

I guess I’ll start selling my fingers and thumbs 

But I can’t 

They’re too damn stained 

And not maintained, 

and it’s a damn shame cause 

They'll tell you a story but not one of glory 

I’m not sorry about a damn thing 

It was a good swing ‘cause they believed in me 

I’m here 

Oh, baby, I’m here  


They think I owe ‘em everything that I own 

I guess I’ll start selling my fingers and thumbs 

But I can’t They’re too damn stained 

And not maintained, 

and it’s a damn shame cause 

They'll tell you a story but not one of glory 

I’m not sorry about a damn thing 

It was a good swing ‘cause they believed in me 

I’m here 

Oh, baby, I’m here I’m here, I’m here Oh, darlin’, I’m right here 

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