Leatherman

Desculpem lá pessegos intelectuais, mas vai ter que ser mais um post relacionado com Pearl Jam..
Acabei de ouvir (ok já foi à uns 30min) a Leatherman em directo de Katowice (Polónia), aqui fica a letra

i heard about a man to whom i may be related
he's leatherman
died a long time ago in the 1880's
leatherman
leatherman
covered with leather but it wasn't tight
underneath a moon in the woods at night
making the rounds ten miles a day
once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say
here he comes he's a man of the land
he's leatherman
smile on his face, axe in his pack
he's leatherman, leatherman, leatherman
comes out of the caves once a day to be fed
he wasn't known to say much but thanks for the bread
so modern day i walk my way with my jacket faded
just like a man of leather to whom i may be related
rolled cigarette for which he'd ask for a light
appeared to be an animal yet so polite
making the rounds ten miles a day
once a month they'd spot him and here's what they'd say
here he comes he's a man of the land
he's leatherman
smile on his face axe in his hand
he's leatherman, leatherman, leatherman
leatherman
leatherman
shake his hand, he's leatherman
bake some bread, he's leatherman
shame he's dead, i saw his bed
it's all that's left of
leatherman
leatherman
give me some skin leatherman


Uma história real..