Waitin' Round To Die

Sometimes I don’t know where
This stony road is taking me Sometimes I don’t know the reason why
So I guess I’ll keep gambling
Lots of booze and lots of rambling
Well, it’s easier than just waiting 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 And headed down to Tennessee
Well, it’s easier than just waiting around to die
Then I became of age
And I 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
Well, it was easier than just waiting 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 And drugged me back to Muskogee
And now it’s two long years, just waiting around to die