lay them out across the dash in the August sun
and if they turn green don’t be afraid
nothing can hurt you but yourself
nothing can hurt you but yourself
I been given to visions from time to time (Mighty fields of vision)
and the voice in my brain can be a little unkind sometimes
Go ahead, point it at me, I ain’t scared
nothing can hurt you but yourself
nothing can hurt you but yourself
and if you see me on the street and if I whop you on the head
you probably got it coming
and if you hit me back, we’ll call it even, but I ain’t going down easy
cuz my mama loves me and I got friends in Decatur, Alabama.
So drink another drink and smoke another cigarette
something’s gonna get us yet
Cuz I got ashes in my throat and I ain’t got no vote
it’s just the way I stand myself
nothing can hurt you but yourself
nothing can hurt you but yourself