life is short
despite of your plans
so tell the girls they’re pretty while you can
’cause one day they’re gone
and all you got left
some empty bottles and an old country song
plays on and on
i wasted my time
with these cigarettes
and these ashes are all i got left
watch this old town
nothing’s left for me
wash downstream
and into the sea
because this big old river
will kill us in time
’till then we’ll drink it’s weight
in cheap beer and wine
we can drink just as fast
as the river is strong
and we’ll drink ’till we’re gone
