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Here I sit, in this gin mill
an empty in my hand
The telephones three steps away
but I can hardly stand
Got five pennies in my pocket
but Lord I'm gonna need ten
Cause I gotta phone my baby
to come and pick me up again
And I'm down to my last come
and get me
Just the way she said I'd be
so many times before
And I'm down to my last come
and get me
Well I wonder if I'm worth the
come and get me anymore
Promises I've made to her,
Lord knows I tried to keep
but there's always something
somewhere, makes the strongest
man get weak
And there ain't no use in runnin'
and there's no place left to hide
when ya drunk up all yer promises
and passed away your pride
And I'm down to my last come
and get me
Just the way she said I'd be
so many times before
And I'm down to my last come
and get me
Well I wonder if I'm worth the come
and get me anymore
- Album:
- THE STORYTELLER: THE ANTHOLOGY 1960-1983
- Darker Than Light
- The Best of Bobby Bare
- Down & Dirty
- Drunk And Crazy
- Sleeper Wherever I Fall
- Bare
- Me and McDill
- Sings Lullabys, Legends And Lies
- What Am I Gonna Do?
- Where Have All The Seasons Gone
- I Need Some Good News Bad
- This Is Bare Country
- Your Husband, My Wife
- The Real Thing
- Folsom Prison Blues
- The Game Of Triangles
- A Bird Named Yesterday
- This I Believe
- The Streets Of Baltimore