Waiting Around to Die

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

Sometimes I don't even know the reason why

But I guess I'll keep a-gambling, lots of booze and lots of rambling

But it's easier than just waiting around to die

One time ago I had a ma, I even had a pa

He beat her with a belt once 'cause she cried

Told him to take care of me, he headed down to Tennessee

Well, it's easier than just waiting around to die

Well, I came of age, and I found me girl in a Tuscaloosa bar

She cleaned me out and hid it on the sly

I tried to hide the pain, I bought some wine and hopped a train

It's easier than just waiting around to die

Now a friend of mine said he knew where some easy money was

We robbed a man, and brother, did we fly

The sheriff caught me and brought me back to Muskogee

Two long years of waiting around to die

Well, now I'm out of jail, and I got me a friend at last

He don't drink or steal or cheat or lie

His name is codeine, he's the nicest friend I seen

Yeah, together we're gonna wait around and die

Yeah, together we're gonna wait around and die