Not Afraid O' Dyin' - Tim O'Brien

Not afraid of dyin, it’s just waitin around that’s wearin on me*

Just breathin easy, it’s a whole lot harder than it used to be

Well I read my book, I paid a bill, I see a check came in

Pick up the widows at six, drive em to dinner then home again

I’m afraid of fallin, just sittin down it’s hard enough to get back up

Must have dozed a little

Remind me again what we were talking about

I’ve heard every joke, I can’t remember enough of even one to tell

Put it on speaker phone, that way the caller won’t have to yell

I been around too long

While I wasn’t lookin my life just blew on past

Each time I see you I know full well it could be my last

I watched the news tonight

Is that download thing kinda hurtin you some?

Who set’s all your stuff up?

When you play here again I sure hope I can come

You know I tried that station

It just won’t come on inside these walls

I’m hard of hearing but sometimes I hear your mother call

You’re always movin, you need to find a way to stay at home

Thought by now you’d be a teacher

I guess that music grabbed you wouldn’t leave you alone

You know your boys are somethin'

And you’re lucky you found yourself a beautiful wife

Thanks for comin to see me lad

You know I might have had about enough of this life —