From the album Smooches Gracias

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Lyrics

No need for conversation…
Ain’t got no time for your misunderstanding simple words of mine
So let’s not be mistaken – might break my back each day
But through this work my hands wash clean the best of what’s been left of me
Gonna bide my time, drink my selfish wine
Send some postcards with you in mind
Makin’ rhymes of freedom and bluer seas
You know…simple blue collar poetry

Each day heart keeps askin’ my mind to just relax and take it in each chance I can
Cause ‘someday’ might be too late then
Gonna bide my time, drink my selfish wine
Send some postcards with you in mind
Makin’ rhymes of freedom and bluer seas
You know…simple blue collar poetry

Time ain’t on my side, but then it’s never been too much a friend
So I’ll just take from what I need - what doesn’t kill you makes you bleed

Gonna bide my time, drink my selfish wine…send some postcards with you in mind
Makin’ rhymes of freedom and bluer seas - you know…simple blue collar poetry
Gonna bide my time, drink my selfish wine…send some postcards with you in mind
Makin’ rhymes of freedom and bluer seas - you know…simple blue collar poetry