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Here I am, too wasted for the evenin' ride

Down to Mother Mary’s other place

Can I hang out here beside your fireside?

Listen to the rain fall, fallin' on the earth ball

You know I tried, my dear, to be like everybody else

But my body and my mind had other plans

Here I am, laid down by your fireside

Listenin' to the rainfall, fallin' on the earth ball

Oh say, please don’t go away

I haven’t got much I can call to

If you’re not here

Somewhere’s else outside

Some scene I’ll make myself fine to keep on laughin'

I’ll get by with a little bit of luck again

Gonna get me a place down here for Thanksgiving dinner, don’t ya know?

Gonna get me a lid and kickback out of sight

It keeps me mellow, it gets me way down low

Playin' in the mornin' sun, singin with a silver tongue

Gonna dig me a hole, right here in all of them patchwork quilts

Keep my banjo by my side, right there in my bed

Pretend I’m in a rowboat down at the railroad pond

Playin' in the mornin' sun, playin' with a silver tongue

Oh me, what do you see?

Not much left in the cupboard

Half past three and time to make the survey again

The street’s up, the street’s gone up

The town below got flooded

But I’ll get by with a little bit of luck again

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