Waiting 'Round to Die Lyrics

Sometimes I don't know where this dirty road is taking me
Sometimes I can't even see the reason why
I guess I keep on gamblin', lots of booze and lots of ramblin'
It's easier than just a-waitin' 'round to dieOne 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, she headed down to Tennessee
It's easier than just a-waitin' 'round to dieI came of age and found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar
She cleaned me out and hit it on the sly
I tried to kill the pain, I bought some wine and hopped a train
Seemed easier than just a-waitin' 'round to dieA friend said he knew where some easy money was
We robbed a man and brother, did we fly
The posse caught up with me, drug me back to Muskogee
It's two long years, just a-waitin' 'round to die
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