Waiting Around To Die Lyrics - The Devil Makes Three

Sometimes I don't even know where this dirty road is taking me 

Sometimes I don't even know the reasons why 

I guess I'll keep a-ramblin' 

Lots of booze and lots of gamblin' 

It's easier than just waiting around to die 

I had a ma 

I even had a pa 

He hit her with a belt once 

'Cause she cried 

Told him take care of me 

Headed back to Tennessee 

Was easier than just waitin' around to die 

I came of age and I met a girl 

In a Tuscaloosa bar 

She cleaned me out and hid it on the sly 

And I tried to kill the pain 

I bought some wine and hopped a train 

Was easier than just waiting around to die 

Friend said he knew where some easy money was 

Robbed a man and brother, did we fly 

They caught up with me 

They drug me back to Tenneessee 

Four long years waiting around to die