Deadwood - Eric Taylor

You got the world, boy, this all you make it?

You had the choice, lad, you wouldn’t take it

The oldest charm, only the best for you

And the years of my life, some they were so good

But now and again, I feel I was a coward

Are the holes in my soul in tatters for all these tears?

Well, you don’t see it that way

A way, a way, we’ll have it today

The dancing ones, they really mean it

But something, boy, something’s gonna change

A way, a way, you’ve got it, they say

But how do they know when they’ve never seen it?

And what will you do when they forget your name?

Well, you’ll up and get another one

Don’t give me that face, I know when I should

Live in disgrace, not dig up the deadwood

I knew this place was never the place for me

And of the years that rolled by, yeah, some were so good

But now I know that you were the coward

The holes in your soul in tatters for all these years

But you can’t see it that way