From the recording Everything & Nothing
Lyrics
Lord I’m crying it feels like I’m dying
It’s been a week and three days since I went down to the bar room And sat to get my fill
Hey mama you know I loved you
But I’m packing a bag gonna hitch down the road Unless you’d like to object
Hallucinations are settling in
Or is it me just becoming them?
You don’t bite the hand that feeds you You don’t piss into the wind
Don’t go living from bottle to bottle Even when it’s your only friend
Lonesome pines I hear em howling
At a concrete jungle spread out to the shore Three-legged dog over a roadside meal (yum yum)
If I should die in Union County
All you fuckers better not show up crying Lay me down singing old time songs
Hallucinations are settling in
Or is it me just becoming them?
You don’t bite the hand that feeds you Don’t piss into the wind
Don’t go living from bottle to bottle Even when it’s your only friend