Living, Dying, Giving It Away Lyrics

The last time I saw her was a couple years back

Two years shy of a heart attack

Her mind was going and his was long gone

Just like the money set aside for the home

Just like the money set aside for the home

They gave it to a man who called 'em one day

He said "You won the Mega Millions, but you've got to act today.

I just need some info so I can transfer the funds…"

Nobody gets rich off a random phone call

Nobody got rich off a random phone call

Our days are numbered

But we never stop to count

We just keep on burnin' 'em

Until the tank runs out

But what's the point in counting

When you ain't promised a goddamn thing

Except living and dying and giving it away

Living and dying and giving it away

Paw Paw thinks he's living back in Arkansas

Forty years younger and still wrenching on cars

Well we don't think he'd be violent but I'd hate to be wrong

So I snuck his .38 into the pocket of my coat

.38 sitting in the pocket of my coat

Our days are numbered

But we never stop to count

We just keep on burnin' 'em

Until the tank runs out

But what's the point in counting

When you ain't promised a goddamn thing

Except living and dying and giving it away

Living and dying and giving it away

I'd love to take that pistol and find the man who called

Press that steel into his temple and send him on home

Let him cry for his mama, but what good would it do?

I'd sure like to know, just between me and you