Talking the talk with a big white man Talking sharp, talking cool Talking so smooth and so fast A business trip faster than the speed of feelings On a big man's trip, I get the memo last Talking the talk, I get the memo last Memento mori, my girl long past A mop of hair appears in my suitcase My long gone sweetheart peeks out her cute face Playful and young as she was in life Playful and young as she was in '99 Talking the talk, I get the memo last Memento mori, my girl long past I thought I buried you How did I carry you all these years? I won't break down, won't let the big men see my tears I buried you deep, deep down in the dirt of years I won't break down Fellas, where were we? Talking the talk so I don't break down Ten years for a tear to hit the ground Ten years for a tear to hit the ground I'm breaking down, I can't talk right How can you smile? How can you hide from me like this? Gutted to the core, I'm breaking down I'm breaking down I buried you, I buried you
Ten years deep in dirt We buried you Gutted to the core, I'm breaking down I'm breaking down Gutted to the core, I'm breaking down I'm breaking down I can't talk right I buried you, I buried you How can you smile? How can you hide from me all these years? Gutted to the core, I'm breaking down I'm breaking down How I missed you I love you, I love you How I missed you We buried you, we buried you I love you, I love you, I love you Ten years deep in dirt We buried you, we buried you Ten years deep I love you, I love you, I love you My cries turn to those of 40 children An unruly cla** that is my charge They cry for a man Not an aged crumbling boy I hold my tongue and take my wooden club On each little shoulder, a firm and silent prod They come to order, one by one The Mothers silently nod Singing the song with the old black ladies I've done my job, the elders nod Beginning the ride with the wise black ladies Where were we? All praise be God...