Tom Paine's Bones Songtext
von The Trials of Cato

As I rode out one evening
By a river of discontent,
I bumped straight into old Tom Paine
As a running down the road he went.
He said "I can′t stop right now child,
King George is after me.
He'll hang a rope around my throat
And hang me on the loony tree."

But I will dance to Tom Paine′s bones,
I'll dance to Tom Paine's bones.
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine′s bones.

I will dance to Tom Paine′s bones,
I'll dance to Tom Paine′s bones.
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.


Well I only talked about freedom
And justice for everyone
But ever since the first word I spoke
I′ve been looking down the barrel of a gun.
And they said I preached revolution,
Let me say I my defence,
That all I did wherever I went
Was to talk a lot of common sense.

But I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
I′ll dance to Tom Paine's bones.
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.

I will dance to Tom Paine′s bones,
I′ll dance to Tom Paine's bones.
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine′s bones.

Well old Tom Paine he ran so fast
Left me standing still
And then there was a piece of paper in my hand
Standing at the top of the hill
And it said "This is the age of reason
And these are the rights of man,
Kick off religion and monarchy."
It was written there in Tom Paine's plan.


But I will dance to Tom Paine′s bones,
I'll dance to Tom Paine′s bones.
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.

I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
I′ll dance to Tom Paine′s bones.
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.

Well old Tom Paine dead he lies
Nobody laughs and nobody cries
Where he′s gone or how he fares
Nobody knows and nobody cares

But I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
I′ll dance to Tom Paine's bones.
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine′s bones.

I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
I'll dance to Tom Paine′s bones.
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine′s bones.

I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
I′ll dance to Tom Paine's bones.
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine′s bones.

I will dance to Tom Paine's bones,
I′ll dance to Tom Paine's bones.
Dance in the oldest boots I own
To the rhythm of Tom Paine's bones.