| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum, dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum, dum
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| You’re long and strong like a railway trestle
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| Dad’s just a muscle and mama just a vessel
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| Meant to call, fawn over, nuzzle and nestle
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| But dad’s just a bear you can tackle down and wrestle
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| Son, give me time I’m a bona fide mess’ll
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| If mama says no, maybe dad’ll say yes’ll
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| Did you do wrong? |
| Well, go ahead, confess’ll
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| Dad just a muscle and mama just a vessel
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| You all blue and your mama like a rattle
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| Came out looking like a Smurf in a battle
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| Me in the nosebleeds, mama in the saddle
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| Brave like a Sioux brave going into battle
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| Emotion going like a stampede of cattle
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| Real like rain and coffee in Seattle
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| Anesthesiologist fiddle and faddle
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| You all blue and your mama like a rattle
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum, dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum, dum
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| Oh, life so clear like a Rivera mural
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| Lucifer’s teeth introduce the epidural
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| Doctor Jones, do you need a heaven referral?
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| God sent you down to me and my girl
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| She’s long and tall and healthy as hell
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| But the plan went to hell when the little fella fell
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| Boy went headfirst into her pelvis
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| 1956, shakin' like Elvis
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| Yesterday-born and already thinkin'
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| Body like a Ford and a mind like a Lincoln
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| Mama and papa in love and sinkin'
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| Into a brand new situation drinkin' up
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| Coffee like a fish on the second and third shift
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| Loving every single ever-loving minute of this
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| Standing ovation for the OR specialist
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| Let me get close, wanna give my son one kiss
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| On his head
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum, dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum, dum
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| Planning for the future; |
| health and dental
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| Picking up my baby boy easy and gentle
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| Soup for the family, sausage and lentil
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| Beans and greens, arugula and fentel
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| Don’t never sleep, I’m about to go mental
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| But nothing so far has been accidental
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| Can’t keep my life, so it’s gotta be a rental
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| Picking up my baby boy, easy and gentle
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| Oh, you’re long and strong like a railway trestle
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| Dad just a muscle and mama just a vessel
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| Meant to call, fawn over, cuddle and nestle
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| But dad’s just a bear you can tackle down and wrestle
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| You can have a pop-tent or you can have a castle
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| Try to change people but it’s gonna be a hassle
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| Don’t have to be an astronaut for NASA
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| But it’s always good to get a gown and a tassel
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| Son, have fun with your life it’s a drama
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| Just one period and all kinds of commas
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| Now you got a onesie but then you get pajamas
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| You know you’ve got me
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| And you know you’ve got your mama
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum
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| Bum-bum, bum-ba-dum-ba-dum, dum
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| Bum-bum-bum-bum-bum |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song C Sections and Railway Trestles , by - The Avett Brothers. Song from the album Closer Than Together, in the genre Иностранный рок