In life I was the drunk of the town
When world got around
It was hardly the end of me
Once I tried to forget all my sins
The priest took me in
And I made a new enemy
And I had my chances
But I wasted, wasted them all
And I took my talents
And I spent them on people I wronged
At night the city gets so very lonely
It's hard to find reasons with no wife and kids
For poets are pondering life without love
I made it all up for myself with a bottle of gin
But I had my friendships
And I loved them after they'd gone
And I had my daydreams
On the inside, a beautiful song
They took my paintings off the walls
For twenty dollars sold them all away
I crossed my heart and hoped to die
My name won't make them laugh or cry today
So should you die before your wake
Don't expect the lord to take you
The Catholics nearly had a cow
When I was laid in holy ground
Oh is there spirit in the sound
Of life succumbing, bodies breaking down
Take note you prudent, pious souls
Honor comes before you know
In the blessing of the stone