Solitary Rider's blog: "My songs and poems"

“Last Chance For Me” (c) by Solitary Rider aka Andyboy Georgia

rollin’ southbound down on 81
crossin’ Dixie by the morning sun
on an all night  run
and I’m wide awake
west to Nashville on I-40
gonna play to my fingers bleed
then I’ll wipe my sleeves
and keep strummin’ away

last chance for me, last chance for me
last chance to do the things I, only could dream

been a drifter running all my life
44 never filled my cup
now I’m all washed  up
except for one final shot
if you hate me baby get in line
take a number ‘cause it’s my time to shine
gonna walk that line and I won’t hear your jeers

last chance for me, last chance for me
last chance to make a stand and finally be free

I know failure like most know comfort
and when I go under I’m going down in flames

slinging hash at a choke and puke
hate my job but the waitress is cute
and she likes what I do
when I ain’t burning toast
earn enough just to fill my car
crash them bars drivin’ near and far
with this import guitar
and ya’ll hear me play

last chance for me, last chance for me
last chance to do the things I, only could dream
last chance for me, last chance for me
last chance won’t go softly into that good night