Widespread Panic

The Last Straw

Straw can bury us

We can carry the hay

But straws can break

Like the reasons for my behavior

Straws mend and straws bend

And dry ones catch

Like a secret bud never paid for

Straw muscles, my straw muscles

Plowman, dig my farm

It's only making my body sneeze

Straw

Straw can bury us

We can carry the hay

But you better jump right now

Because these brakes left some sparks

And the wagon's caught fire

Let's jump up on the camel's back

Not one straw there gonna break his back

Not one straw there gonna break his back

Just the weight of five short men

Let's jump up on the camel's back

Not one straw there gonna break his back

Not one straw there gonna break his back