Lyrics

All teary like the Fourth of July Proud as a plume But I don't know why Some folks don't go and bury their face A nickel would have got 'em to clap Flash 'em a grin, toss 'em a cap Goin' away for the rest of their days Rats in a barrel Won't coax no tears out of me Because they just bring misery Don't need 'em going through my grain Or running through our house I'm done with mercy, I'm all tapped out I read a couple school books once Mama never raised a dunce But some things still leave me Itching my head How people who get up with thе dawn And toil away can still get conned Beliеving what some liar has said Rats in a barrel Won't coax no tears out of me Because they just bring misery Don't need 'em going through my grain Or running through our house I'm done with mercy and I'm all tapped out Hear them pleading loud And looking scared "Took my marching orders from that man up there" Hear them pleading how "I got caught up" But ya can't go throwing punches When you're in the cuffs Old Lincoln saw it all go down Almost looked like the first time 'round On that January day Rats in a barrel Won't coax no tears out of me Because they just bring misery Don't need 'em going through my grain Or running through our house I'm done with mercy, I'm all tapped out Rats in a barrel Won't coax no tears out of me Because they just bring misery Don't need 'em going through my grain Or running through our house I'm done with mercy now I'm done with mercy now I'm done with mercy now, all tapped out