Find Me a Gal - Those Poor Bastards

Lying in a ditch

With a knife in my hand

I’m-a gonna find me a gal

I don’t feel human

But I guess I am

I’m-a gonna find me a gal

A gal to get the demons out

A gal to make me holy

When you live on nothing

You learn to be cruel

I’m-a gonna find me a gal

But when you are cruel

You end up with nothing

So I’m-a gonna find me a gal

A gal to get the demons out

A gal to make me holy

Lord it is growing

It’s thrashing and gnawing

I’m-a gonna find me a gal

Deep in my guts

It is bloated and clawing

I’m-a gonna find me a gal

A gal to get the demons out

A gal to make me holy

And when it is over

She won’t be no worse off

I’m-a gonna find me a gal

As long as I pay her

She won’t cry she won’t scoff

I’m-a gonna find me a gal

A gal to get the demons out

A gal to make me holy