You wandered "round the bush, like you would smoke And what"s it like to be hardly there The spirit"s playing spoons with your bones I could feel you in the air Every transport truck that I see Is carrying your weight and leaving it on top of me And memory"s got my guts And I like that It"s keeping you so close I can still see you and jake You"re smoking smokes and you"re dreaming big I can still hear you and jake You"re cracking jokes and you"re dreaming big You taught me how to be a working man, well I"m gonna work on you You taught me how to be a working man, well I"m gonna work on you Yes I"m gonna work on you You wander round my head, like a halo You were on my mind, you were hardly there Spirits playing spoons with your bones I could feel you in the air Every guitar note that I play Holds a place for all the things I never had the chance to say And memory"s got my guts And I hate that It"s pushing you so far away I can still see you and jake You"re smoking smokes and you"re dreaming big I can still hear you and jake You"re cracking jokes and you"re dreaming big You taught me how to be a working man, well I"m gonna work on you You taught me how to be a working man, well I"m gonna work on you Yes I"m gonna work on you