Ain't My Day

Chrokee sat on the same barstool
Everyday 'til his wife dragged him back
Drinking and talking about the old days
«They don’t make them anymore like that.»
I did extra work in the movies for so long
That starring role never camethrough…
Horse opera stories were my specialty
I remember when I met the Duke
Oh- it ain’t my day…
Oh- it ain’t my day…
Now I’m sixty years old
And I sit by the phone
Every night by the light of the soaps
I’ll bet my last dollar
That Jock and his sons never once
Burned their hands on a rope…
Oh- it ain’t my day…
Oh- it ain’t my day…
And I’m trying to, dying to
Sit back and see my old face
Oh- it ain’t my day…
Oh- it ain’t my day…