Young Mouth Blues by The Matchcoats Lyrics

Should'a bit my tongue, let the kid go
Just let him be, let him grow old
Hey, I'm here, I'm here with you
And this coffee's black, cup is turning blue

Well, a young man's sin, take it all for granted
Eatin' fruit I have not planted
Hey, I'm here, I'm here with you
This stone and bar, you know it's all turning blue

Well, get on the train, we're goin' down line
Work in the feild, stretch my mind
Hey, I'm here and I'm chained to you
Well this field is ripe, I'm rottin' here turning blue