He's run his course. he's run his race The years are etched upon his face What was his name? What was his name?
The scores are in, the bets are off He's had his fill, he's had enough A cryin' shame A cryin' shame
If I ever get like that If I ever get like that Shoot me Please don't let me get like that If I ever get like that Shoot me
The game is up, his day is done He can't go back, he can't go on What can he do? What can he do?
If I ever get like that If I ever get like that Shoot me Please don't let me get like that If I ever get like that Shoot me
There's not a lot that I can't do Not like I did, but that's ok Still could teach them a thing or two So, why do you point that gun at me?
If I ever get like that If I ever get like that Shoot me Please don't let me get like that If I ever get like that Shoot me
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