Lyrics:

I heard it said You had come back from the dead You were playing so fine Scooping up the soul of the wine Now courage my boy When they look you in the eye Try not to look too scummy If you need some money And you want their money Now I know... This ain't no happy place to be You know they're nice around me You know they're nice about me And everyone agrees About what's won in a year from here, my friend Promises, promises... You've heard it all before But nobody ever Ever get me more... Oh yes courage my boy When you look them in the eye That they laugh if they try to be funny All along... Belong You're still my son And coin my words Oh it's absurd how you get so Very old, man Typical tan Took me in hand To ... ... hour Banged or bruised