Lyrics Tom Paine's Bones - Dick Gaughan

Tom Paine's Bones

As I dreamed out one evening
By a river of discontent
I bumped straight into old Tom Paine
As running down the road he went
He said, «I can’t stop now, child
King George is after me
He’d have a rope around my throat
And hang me from the Liberty Tree»
Well I will dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones
I will dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones
«Well I only spoke of freedom
Justice for everyone
Ever since the very first word I spoke
I’ve been looking down the barrel of a gun
Well they say I preached revolution
Let me say in my defence
All I ever did wherever I went
Was talk a lot of common sense»
I will dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones
I will dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones
Old Tom Paine he ran so fast
That he left me standing still
There I was, a piece of paper in my hand
Standing at the top of the hill
It said, «This is the Age Of Reason
These are The Rights Of Man
Kick off religion and monarchy»
It was written in Tom Paine’s plan
And I will dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones
I will dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones
Old Tom Paine, there he lies
Nobody laughs and nobody cries
And where he goes and how he fares
Nobody knows, nobody cares
So I will dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones
I will dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones
I will dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones
I will dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance to Tom Paine’s bones
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones
To the rhythm of Tom Paine’s bones