Eric Church - Clap Hands Lyrics


Sane, sane, they’re all insane
Fireman’s blind, the conductor is lame
Cincinnati jacket and a sad luck dame
Hangin’ out the window with a bottle full of rain

Clap hands
Clap your hands
Clap hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands

Roar, roar the thunder and the roar
Sumbitch is never comin’ back here no more
Moon in the window and a bird on a pole
Can always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal

Clap hands
Clap your hands
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I said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
(Steam, hundred bad dreams)
Goin’ up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
Fifty-dollar bill inside a Paladin’s hat
Ain’t nobody’s sure where Mr. Knickerbocker’s at

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

Roar, roar the thunder and the roar
Sumbitch is never comin’ back here no more
(Never)
Moon in the window and a bird on a pole
Always find a millionaire to shovel all the coal

Clap hands
Clap your hands
Clap hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap your hands
Clap hands
Clap your hands

I said steam, steam, a hundred bad dreams
Goin’ up to Harlem with a pistol in his jeans
Fifty-dollar bill inside a Paladin’s hat
Ain’t nobody’s sure where Mr. Knickerbocker’s at

Shine, shine a Roosevelt dime
(Shine, shine, dime)
All the way to Baltimore and runnin’ out of time
(Time)
Salvation Army seemed to wind up in a hole
(Hole)
They all went to Heaven in a little rowboat

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Eric Church - Clap Hands Lyrics

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