Lyrics

I’m living out a broke-down truck
Lost most my socks, safe be the holey
And the cold is creeping up my spine in the nighttime

Feeling tight for time, come find
Feeling tight for time, come find
Come find me lonesome
Feeling tight for time, come find
Feeling tight for time, come find
Come find me troubled, oh

I’m seeking out the question
That might widdle me up an answering tune
That might fiddle me through and widdle me out
of this one
Oh of this one
Oh of this one

Love of a kind unknown to these hands of mine
With lips to lick, so fine
What’s a classic sort of fear doing whispering into my ear

Feeling tight for time, come find
Feeling tight for time, come find
Come find me lonesome
Feeling tight for time, come find
Feeling tight for time, come find
Come find me blue

I’m seeking out the question
That might widdle me up an answering tune
That might fiddle me through and widdle me out
of this one
Oh of this one
Oh of this one

One more time, bellyache’s back, bellyache’s back
And the more tips to soothe have caught the knack
Bellyache’s back, bellyache’s back

Feeling tight for time, come find
Feeling tight for time, come find
Come find me lonesome
Feeling tight for time, come find
Feeling tight for time, come find
Come find me blue

I’m seeking out the question
That might widdle me up an answering tune
That might fiddle me through and widdle me out
of this one
Oh of this one
Oh of this one