Waitin' Round To Die - The Avener, The Be Good Tanyas

Sometimes I don’t know where

This stony road is taking me Sometimes I don’t know the reason why

So I guess I’ll keep gambling

Lots of booze and lots of rambling

Well, it’s easier than just waiting around to die

Well, one time, friends

I had a ma, I even had a pa He beat her with a belt once 'cause she cried

She told him to take care of me And headed down to Tennessee

Well, it’s easier than just waiting around to die

Then I became of age

And I found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar

She cleaned me out and she hit it on the sly

Well, I tried to kill the pain

I bought some wine, I hopped a train

Well, it was easier than just waiting around to die

Then a friend said he knew

Where some easy money was

We robbed a man and brother, did we fly

But the posse caught up with me And drugged me back to Muskogee

And now it’s two long years, just waiting around to die