Lyrics:
I heard it said you had come back from the deadyou were playing so fine, scooping up the soul of the winenow courage my boy when they look you in the eyetry not to look too scummy if you need some money (and you want their money) Now i knowThis ain't no happy place to beYou know they're nice around meyou know they're nice about meand everyone agrees, About what's won in a year from here, my friendpromises promises You've heard it all beforebut nobody ever, ever get me moreoh yes, courage my boyWhen you look them in the eyethat they laugh if they try to be funnyall along, ohhhhh belongyou're still my sonand coin my wordsoh its absurd how you get soverry old man typical tantook me in handto the old land ohtwenty three hour banged or bruised