Clap Hands lyrics

by

Eric Church



[Verse 1]
Sane, sane, they’re all insane
Fireman’s blind, the conductor is lame
Cincinnati jacket and a sad look dame
Hanging out the window with a bottle full of rain

[Chorus]
Clap hands, clap your hands, clap hands
Roar roar the thunder and the roar
Sumb*tch is never comin’ back here no more
Moon in the window and a bird on a pole
We can always find a millionaire
To shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap your hands, clap 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 sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at

[Chorus]
Roar roar the thunder and the roar
Sumb*tch is nevеr comin’ back here no more
Moon in thе window and a bird on a pole
We can always find a millionaire
To shovel all the coal
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap your hands, clap 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 sure where Mr. Knickerbocker's at
[Verse 2]
Shine, shine, Roosevelt dime
All the way to Baltimore, runnin’ out of time
Salvation army seemed to wind up in a hole
They all went to heaven in a little row boat

[Outro]
Clap hands, clap your hands
Clap hands, clap your hands
Clap hands, clap hands
Clap hands, clap your hands
Clap hands, clap hands
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