Waitin' 'Round to Die Songtext
von Whitey Morgan and the 78’s

Sometimes I don′t know where this dirty road is taking me
Sometimes I can't even see the reason why
I guess I′ll keep a-gamblin'
Lots of booze and lots of ramblin'
It′s easier than just waitin′ 'round to die

One time, friends, I had a ma
Hell, I even had a pa
He beat her with a belt once ′cause she cried
She told him to take care of me
Headed back to Tennessee
It's easier than just waitin′ 'round to die
Yeah, I guess it′s easier than just waitin' 'round to die


I came of age, and I found a girl down in a Tuscaloosa bar
She cleaned me out and hit in on the sly
I tried to kill the pain
I bought some wine and hopped a train
It′s easier than just waitin′ 'round to die
Yeah, it seemed easier than just waitin′ 'round to die

Well, 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, drug my ass back to Muskogee
Now, it′s two long years waitin' ′round to die
Now, it's two long years just waitin' ′round to die

Now I′m out of prison
I got me a friend at last
He don't drink or steal or cheat or lie
His name′s Codine
He's ′bout the nicest thing I've seen
Together we′re gonna wait around to die

Together we're gonna wait around to die
Together we're gonna wait around to die
Together we′re gonna wait around to die

Sometimes I don′t know where this dirty road is taking me
It's easier than just waitin′ 'round to die