Ship My Body Home

Driving out of Sydney country music playing Cursing of them who stayed In the city, I own this city Getting drunker than a poet who just got paid And I'm finally hoping that I'll be torn open So that every word I say is true And these words you're hearing While I make it clear In case trouble takes me and I don't make it through You gotta ship my body home Ship my body home All I ever wanted was to finish what I started But there's no way I can do it on my own You gotta ship my body home Driving through the mountains, cutting thru the nighttime Stopping now and then to wonder why I left the city, the quiet city I killed its memory, just to watch it die And I'm finally hoping that I'll be torn open So that every word I say is true And these words you're hearing While I make it clear In case trouble takes me and I don't make it through You gotta ship my body home Ship my body home All I ever wanted was to finish what I started But there's no way I can do it on my own You gotta ship my body Ship my body Ship my body All I ever wanted was to finish what I started Ship my body All I ever wanted was to finish what I started Ship my body All I ever wanted was to finish what I started Ship my body home