I'll be all washed up when the grave is mine
Any love is fine
Bring out the China, pull the blinds
Whole damn world is fine
I'll forget the voice of my mother then
Now just around the bend
No life in these old limbs
Just the dirt and I again
Just with our fingers crossed
You and I were wrong
Just as we count a cost
You and I belong
Ain't no blood return the favor
You and I belong
Ain't no washing in the river
You and I belong
I'll be some sick man when they take these hands
And fold em to a plan
There's no life in these old limbs
The dirt and I again