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Take all these photographs and throw them away
I'm not half the man that I was back in the day
And when you see me comin'
Stow everything dear
I'll steal your melody, your women, and your last glass of beer
When I'm covered with wretchedness
In the cold of the morning
When I'm rent-sick and back-washed
In the light of no glory
When there's no way left to borrow
Drink or get stoned
I'll sing the last thing they gave me
When I still lived at home.
Female:
Sing to me papa,
For you see I'm cryin'
Let the birds of my agony
Fly me away
Sing to me sweetly
I'm listenin'
I'm listenin'
And in the morning let me wake with you again.
