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Frank Turner England Keep My Bones

Hear ye, hear ye Friends and Romans, countrymen Hear ye, hear ye Punks and folks and journeymen Hear ye, hear ye My sisters and my brethren Our time

But my craft has been forgotten by the age So tonight will be my last night on the stage This is my family's trade, my father built this place At the turning

Not everyone grows up to be an astronaut Not everyone was born to be a king Not everyone can be Freddie Mercury Everyone can raise a glass and sing Well

known beauty in the stillness of cathedrals in the day, I sang Glory Hallelujah! Won't you wash my sins away? But now I'm singing my refrain and this

forever ?til nothing's left Sleep with the fishes, draw no breath Take no rest Oh my friend, look to the shore you'd see us here, we're waiting Oh my

Peggy came to me in my sleep In the middle of the night, On a friday night last week she whispered "hush child now don't be scared" I got me a few words

everywhere that you go Eva Mae, I have made many mistakes In my time Built my share of bridges and broken hearts I've told lies I have not always followed my

Let me tell you all a little story of the things I've found, Hanging out and drinking with my friends in the cathedral grounds, And later dodging drunks

Hear ye, hear ye, friends and Romans, countrymen. Hear ye, hear ye, punks and skins and journeymen Hear ye, hear ye, my sisters and my brethren. The