"Plaid Lined Jacket" as written by and Tom Brosseau....
Wooden bench in the park
Go to sleep when it's dark
Policeman comes and shines a light
Find somewhere new to sleep tonight

Found a comb in the alleyway
In a puddle of water cold and grey
In the gallery, the people stare
When I run that thing through my hair

Got silver tape around my shoes
Where the rats have eaten through
Got dirty shirt, dirty jean
But I keep my plaid lined jacket clean
Yes, I keep my plaid lined jacket clean

Ooooooooh ooooooh hooo oohooooo....

I found a nice yellow ring to hawk
I found 'er on Broadway in the 22nd block
Gonna bring me money I can fold
Gonna buy a bottle to keep out the cold

I hurt my knee, got a pretty bad scrape
Comin' down that rusty fire escape
Got in a fight in a field
I hurt my hand, it ain't never fully healed

'Times it's hard to walk, 'times it's hard to work
I'm looking to become a graveyard clerk
I can't get rid of this old cough
I can't take my plaid lined jacket off
No, I can't take my plaid lined jacket off

Ooooooooh ooooooh hoooooo oohooooo ooh....

I'm gonna take whatever life brings
Got a shopping cart for all my things
Got the same freedom anyone has
When the sun is out, I'm gonna go lay on the grass

Bingo cards and little round dabs
And floors covered in pull tabs
And you ladies in plastic barrettes
With your baggy eyes from your cigarettes

In old pool halls and dancehalls
Wallpaper coming down off the walls
Trashy steet in the neighborhood
Don't my plaid lined jacket look pretty good?
Don't my plaid lined jacket look pretty good?

Ooooooooh ooooooh hooo oohooooo ooooooh ooooh....

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