Paul Simon - God Bless the Absentee lyrics

[Paul Simon - God Bless the Absentee lyrics]

Lord, I'm a working man and music is my trade
I'm traveling with this five-piece band
I play the ace of spades
I have a wife and family who
Don't see much of me god bless the absentee

Lord, I am a surgeon and music is my knife
It cuts away my sorrow and purifies my life
But if I could release my
Heart and veins and arteries
I'd say god bless the absentee

I miss my woman so, I miss my bed
I miss those soft places I
Used to lay my head
My son don't need me yet, his bones are soft
He flies a silver airplane
He wears a golden cross
God bless the absentee

Lord, this country's changed so fast


The future is the present
The present's in the past
Highways are in litigation
The airports disagree god bless the absentee
God bless the absentee

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