Pearl Jam — Leatherman - Live in Katowice Poland 16-June-2000

I know about a man to whom I may be related, he's Leatherman Died a long time ago in the 1880s, Leatherman, Leatherman Covered with leather, but it wasn’t tight Underneath the moon in the woods at 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, an axe in his pack He's Leatherman, Leatherman, Leatherman." Comes out of the caves once a day to be fed Wasn't known to say but, "Thanks for the bread" So modern day I walk my way, my jacket faded Just like a man of leather whom I may be related Rolled a cigarette, but when he asked for a light I thought he'd be an animal, but so polite Makin' 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, an 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 Give me some skin, Leatherman