when I walk beside her
i am the better man
when I look to leave her
I always stagger back again

i can say it now.
i am ready to go west...just a bit too late, it seems. i'll have to wait until the summer of next year. until then, i will have what i have, which is all right. everything is all right. it seems like it's all falling into place. so it seems. so it seems.

once I sought an early grave
to find a better land
she just smiled and laughed at me
and took her blues back again