Sammyville

When the world falls down
On my town
Just one place left for me
And when all my injuries
Move back in
Just one way I will bend
My body.
That drifter owes me money
Eight years' rent
He better stay where he went
Well, I can’t chase nobody down
Like I did
But I’ll bust him to the ground
Yes, I will.
But all my time is mine
All my money is mine
And I’ll sit down in my chair.
I know every little inch
Of this place
Better than my own wife’s face
So God bless her soul
That she stayed
Winters here are cold
And lonely.