Wasted Life - Yarn

Well it looks like I’m out on the streets again

Rent is due without a dollar to my name

Trying to hold it down

Trying to turn around

Ain’t nothing left

But the shame

Yeah it looks like the taxman’s on my heels again

Probably try and haul my off to jail

I better run away

I’d better leave today

For there ain’t no one

To post my bail

So cry me a river down to North Caroline

And build me a boat for to sail my pride

Through the tears of my wasted life

Well it looks like I wore out my welcome here

Ain’t no one smiling when they hear my name

I’d better run and hide

I’d better leave tonight

Or they’re bound

To take my pay

So cry me a river down to North Caroline

And build me a boat for to sail my pride

Through the tears of my wasted life

Well it looks like that angry mob is closing in

Ain’t no where left for me to go

Time to let it rain

Time to face the pain

That’s been hot on my trail

For so long