Diggin' Up Bones

Last night I dug your picture out from our old dresser drawer;

I set it on the table and I talked to it til' four.

I read some more love letters right up til' the break of dawn;

Yeah, tonight I'm sittin' alone diggin' up bones.



Well, I went through the jewelry and found our wedding rings;

I put mine on my finger and I gave yours a fling.

Across this lonely bedroom of our recent broken home;

Yeah, tonight I'm sittin' alone diggin' up bones.



I'm diggin' up bones; I'm diggin' up bones.

Exhuming things that's better left alone.

I'm resurrecting mem'ries of a love that's dead and gone;

Yeah, tonight I'm sittin' alone diggin' up bones.



Well, I went through the closet and found some things in there

Like that pretty neglige that I bought you to wear.

And I recall how good you looked each time you had it on;

Yeah, tonight I'm sittin' alone diggin' up bones.



I'm diggin' up bones; I'm diggin' up bones.

Exhuming things that's better left alone.

I'm resurrecting mem'ries of a love that's dead and gone;

Yeah, tonight I'm sittin' alone diggin' up bones.



I'm resurreting mem'ries of a love that's dead and gone,

Yeah, tonight I'm sittin' alone diggin' up bones...