Will Butler Anna song lyrics

Hey, little Anna, you're the one

Rising before the lazy sun

Open the store and bake the bread

Leave all the dreamers with the dead

Pray that whatever's lost is lost

Nail all your worries to the cross

Ooh, take out the knife

Take out the knife

Ooh, sharpen it twice

And count all the money

Someday, you know you're gonna die

Some folks'll try to tell you why

Where do you think they'll hide your bones?

Out in a field, oh, all alone

Nobody knows when it will end

You better go and make some friends

Ooh, take out the phone

Take out the phone

Ooh, sharpen a stone

'Cause you got to get money