Waiting Around to Die

Townes Van Zandt / Townes Van Zandt: Townes Van Zandt (1969)

	Am	Dm
	Sometimes I don't know where this dirty	road is taking me,

	Am	Em
Some	times I don't even know the reason	why.

	Am	Dm
But I	guess I'll keep on gamblin', lots of	booze and lots of ramblin',

	Am	Em	Am
It's	easier than just	waitin' around to	die.

Oh one time, friends, I had a Ma, even had a Pa,

Well he beat her with a belt once 'cause she cried!

She told him to take care of me, headed down to Tennessee;

Well it's easier than just waitin' around to die.

I came of age and I found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar,

Oh, she cleaned me out and hid it on the sly!

Well, I tried to kill the pain, I bought some wine and hopped a train;

It seemed easier than just to wait around to die.

And my friend said he knew where some easy money was,

We robbed a man and brother did we fly!

The posse caught up with me and drug me back to Muskogee,

And it's two long years waiting around to die.

Oh, but now I'm out of prison; got me a friend at last.

He don't drink, or steal, or cheat, or lie!

Oh, his name is codeine, he's the nicest thing I've seen -

And together we're gonna wait around to die,

Yeah, together we're gonna wait around to die!