Waiting Around To Die

Sometimes I don't know where this dirty road is taking me

sometimes i don't know the reason why

so i guess i'll keep gamblin'

lots of booze and lots of ramblin'

it's easier than just waitin' around to die

well one-time friends i had a ma

i even had a pa

he beat her with a belt once cause she

cried

she told him to take care of me

she headed down to tennessee

it's easier than just a -waitin' around to die



i came of age and found a girl

in a tuscaloosa bar

she cleaned me out and she hit it on the sly

well i tried to kill the pain

i bought some wine i hopped a train

seemed easier than just waitin' around

to die



then a friend said he knew where

some easy money was

we robbed a man and brother did we fly

but the posse caught up with me

drug me back to muskogee

now it's two long years, waitin' around

to die



now i'm out of prison

i got me a friend at last

he don't steal or cheat or drink or lie

his name is codeine

and he's the nicest thing i've seen

and together we're gonna wait around to die