Well, there's one thing you can't lose. It's that feel.
Your pants, your shirt, your shoes, but not that feel.
You can throw it out in the rain, you can whip it like a dog,
you can chop it down like an old dead tree,
you can always see it, when you're coming into town.
Once you hang it on the wall, you can never take it down.
But there's one thing you can't lose. And it's that feel.
You can pawn your watch and chain, but not that feel.
It always comes and finds you, it will always hear you cry,
I cross my wooden leg and I swear on my glass eye:
It will never leave you high and dry, never leave you loose.
It's harder to get rid of than tattoos.
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