7 Mary 3 - Times Like These
A young girl give me a good luck charm.Put a snake on my neck and a bird on my arm.Got one good leg 'cause the other went South.Got a brand new crutch and a brand new mouth.I got a sheriff's name branded where I shouldhave kept clean.If you get too close you're going to know what Imean.And I know when I'm old the only runnin' gonnacome.Away from lips and the fork of my tongue.It only gets to me in times like these.And times like these are getting to me.Put your hand in the oven there's a heaveninside.It burns straight through but the devil don'tmind.Because he takes what he wants and he finds whatyou hide.And it will buy you a place on the Lower EastSide.I rolled a number last night and I walked in mysleep.I could feel all the nerves in the tips of myteeth.As they crumbled into dust and washed into thesea.Finally shut my mouth so I could hear myselfthink.It only gets to me in times like these.It only gets to me in times like these.It only gets to me in times like these.And times like these are getting to me.
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