Will they ever stop drivin' me?. Have they ever taken time to see. That I need some rest. If I'm to do my best?. . Can I please stop workin' so hard?.
Clear light on a slick palm. as I mis-deal the day. Slip the night from a shaved pack. make a marked card play. Call twilight hours down. from a heaven home.
I have one foot in the graveyard. and the other on the bus. and the passengers do trample. eachother in the rush.. and the chicken hearted lawman. is throwing up his fill.
Darlings are you ready for the long winter's fall?. said the lady in her parlor. said the butler in the hall.. Is there time for another?. cried the drunkard in his sleep..