Waiting Around To Die
 

Sometimes I donít know where
this dirty road is taking me
Sometimes I canít even see the reason why
I guess I keep on gambliní
Lots of booze and lots of rambliní
Itís easier than just waitiní around to die

One time, friends, I had a ma
I even had a pa
He beat her with a belt once ícause she cried
She told him to take care of me
She headed down to Tennessee
Itís easier than just waitiní around to die

I came of age and I found a girl
in a Tuscaloosa bar
She cleaned me out and hit it on the sly
I tried to kill the pain, bought some wine
and hopped a train
Itís easier than just waitiní around to die

A friend said he knew
where some easy money was
We robbed a man, and brother did we fly
The posse caught up with me
and drug me back to Muskogee
Itís two long years just waitiní around to die

Now Iím out of prison
I got me a friend at last
He donít drink or cheat or steal or lie
His name is Codine
Heís the nicest thing Iíve seen
Together weíre gonna wait around and die
Together weíre gonna wait around and die