Cawfee

No time for coffee, mama
Send me on my way
You really were a charmer
I would’ve liked to stay

I’m getting used to it now
I’m pretty used to it now
I’m getting used to it now
The feeling I’m pretty used

Let me buy you a round, man
So I can feel like a friend
You know it’s been too long, man
What’s goin on with your band?

We’re getting used to it now
We’re pretty used to it now
We’re getting used to it now
The feeling we’re pretty used

And all the traveling harbors
On a traveling face
And I’m a lot like my father was
I’m always some other place
And everything that I call on
Doesn’t seem to obey
And everyone I can fall on
Well they don’t see it that way
And when I make my fortune
Lord, I’m gonna spend it in style
I’m gonna make em turn their heads
And when I make my amends
Lord, she will be first in line
I ain’t forgotten how she bled
Should be any moment now
I think I see her coming around
Lord, I let so many down
Lord, I turned so many loose

No time for coffee, mama
Send me on my way
You really were a charmer
I would have liked to stay