I read about a man to whom I maybe related
He's leatherman
Died along time ago in the 1880's...leatherman...leatherman
Covered with leather but it wasn't tight
Underneath the moon in the woods that night
Makin' the rounds ten miles a day
Once a month they'd spot him
Here's what they'd say
Here he comes he's a man of the land
He's leatherman
Smile on his face
Ax in his bag
He's leatherman
Leatherman 2x
Comes out of the caves once a day to be feed
Wasn't known to say much but thanks for the bread
So modern day I walk my way my jacket faded
Just like the man of leather whom I may be related
Blown cigarette
For which he'd ask for a light
Appeared to be an animal yet so polite
Makin' the rounds ten miles a day
Once a month they'd spot him
Here's what they'd say
Here he comes he's a man of the land
He's leatherman
Smile on his face ax in his hand
He's leatherman
Leatherman 4x
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
Gimmie some skin
Leather
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