The song we took our band name from. It is an original song by Richard.
Bread and Bones – © 2004 Richard Ruane
Performed by the band Bread and Bones. Richard Ruane - vocals and guitar, Beth Duquette - vocals, Mitch Barron - bass and vocals, Adam Frehm - Dobro
From the CD "I Know Stories" by Bread and Bones
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Bread and Bones – © 2004 Richard Ruane
Bread and bones, but a little too cold
Rusty knife got a little too old
Rusty knife won against a gun
I turned my heels and away I run
Away I run, but I should have stayed
Should have talked and not run away
Ran myself right out of time
They caught me down by the borderline
The borderline all fog and rain
Rocks and stone on a cold hard plain
Hurt my feet to walk a mile
They took me back to stand my trial
Oh, stood my trial, but a little too bold
Justice blind to the truth I told
They heard the truth, but would not believe
No sympathy did I receive.
No sympathy that I deserve
Bread and bones and a cold hard nerve
Bread and bones, soon a little too cold
No one to mourn, no one to hold
No one to hold or be held to
No one to tell my secrets to
Let secrets pass and fall away
Bread and bones in cold hard clay
Oh, stood my trial, but a little too bold
Justice blind to the truth I told
They heard the truth, but would not believe
No sympathy did I receive.
No sympathy that I deserve
Bread and bones and a cold hard nerve
Bread and bones, soon a little too cold
No one to mourn, no one to hold
No one to hold or be held to
No one to tell my secrets to
Let secrets pass and fall away
Bread and bones in cold hard clay
Bread and bones in cold hard clay
Bread and bones in cold hard clay
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