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Bottomless Pocket

by Tom Ward

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A folk-Americana song that protests uncontrolled government spending and taxation.

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Bottomless Pocket
Words and Music by
Tom Ward
SOCAN 1990

Take your hand from my bottomless pocket; I'm gonna sew it up real tight.
When things come round full circle, I'm gonna fix it all up right.
You can't scrape bare walls forever; you can't what isn't there.
The rich folks get the free ride, while the others pay the fare.

Take your hand from my bottomless pocket; I've got nothin' left to give.
I'm glad to hand you my fair share; let me keep enough to live.
With your hands in every pocket and poor pockets full of hands,
What comes my way in wages, springs your way like rubber bands.

Get outa' my bottomless pocket; what's left is just for me.
You've had your turn, so let's adjourn, come votin' day we'll see...
You outa' my bottomless pocket; there's nothin' there for you.
Come judgement day, you'll hear us say, “Farewell, at last, adieu!”
Come judgement day, you'll hear us when we say, “Farewell, adieu!”

This pocket's gettin' empty. Where will you go then?
When everyone's is just like mine, and there's nothin' left to spend?
Just you will have full pockets draggin' 'hind you on the floor.
We'll all need pockets for our hands, perhaps you'll lend us yours.

Well you know I'm gettin' weary of givin' all the time
Of promises with no return, of rhetoric and rhyme,
About the progress that we've made, how things are on the mend.
So put your new shoes on the shelf, your party's at its end.

Get outa' my bottomless pocket; what's left is just for me.
You've had your turn, so let's adjourn, come votin' day we'll see...
You outa' my bottomless pocket; there's nothin' there for you.
Come judgement day, you'll hear us say, “Farewell, at last, adieu!”
Come judgement day, you'll hear us when we say, “Farewell, adieu!”

credits

released November 24, 2020
Tom Ward - acoustic guitar, vocals, 12-string guitar, lead guitar
Mark Rashotte - electric guitar, bass, drums, recording engineer
Recorded at "A Room With No View Studios", Belleville, Ontario

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Tom Ward is a singer-songwriter-guitarist, from eastern Ontario, who has been involved in music, song writing, singing and guitar-playing for over five decades. As a song writer in several genres of music, Tom includes his own compositions in his performances and works at getting his compositions and recordings heard and recorded by established artists. ... more

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