You wandered "round the bush, like you would smoke
And what"s it like to be hardly there
The spirit"s playing spoons with your bones
I could feel you in the air

Every transport truck that I see
Is carrying your weight and leaving it on top of me
And memory"s got my guts
And I like that
It"s keeping you so close

I can still see you and jake
You"re smoking smokes and you"re dreaming big
I can still hear you and jake
You"re cracking jokes and you"re dreaming big

You taught me how to be a working man, well I"m gonna work on you
You taught me how to be a working man, well I"m gonna work on you
Yes I"m gonna work on you

You wander round my head, like a halo
You were on my mind, you were hardly there
Spirits playing spoons with your bones
I could feel you in the air

Every guitar note that I play
Holds a place for all the things I never had the chance to say
And memory"s got my guts
And I hate that
It"s pushing you so far away

I can still see you and jake
You"re smoking smokes and you"re dreaming big
I can still hear you and jake
You"re cracking jokes and you"re dreaming big

You taught me how to be a working man, well I"m gonna work on you
You taught me how to be a working man, well I"m gonna work on you
Yes I"m gonna work on you