Dave Alvin
(Blue Horn Toad Music, BMI)
The man in the bed isnât me
Now I slipped out the door and Iâm runninâ free
Young and wild like Iâll always be
No the man in the bed isnât me.
And these tremblinâ hands, theyâre not mine
Now my hands are strong and steady all the time
They can swing a sledge hammer or soothe a baby thatâs cryinâ
These trembling hands, theyâre not mine.
Now the nurse over there doesnât know
That I ainât some helpless old so-and-so
I could have broken her heart not that long ago
Now the nurse over there doesnât know.
That the man in the bed isnât me
âCause I slipped out the door and Iâm runninâ free
Young and wild like Iâll always be
The man in the bed isnât me.
Iâm the man Iâve always been
Iâm the kid who rode the rails through the Great Depression
I fought in the big war and marched for the Union
Iâm the man Iâve always been.
So donât believe what the doctors say
Theyâre just makinâ things up so they can get paid
Yeah, and it ainât me theyâre talkinâ about anyway
So donât believe what the doctors say.
âCause the man in the bed isnât me
Well I slipped out the door and Iâm finally free
Young and wild like Iâll always be
No the man in the bed isnât me
No the man in the bed isnât me
No the man in the bed isnât me.
