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  1. Pack It Up

From the recording Pack It Up

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Lyrics

I'm working 45 years on this last cigarette
I been biting back tears and I ain't done yet
I got a bucket full of fears locked up in the shed
And all these strangers are just enemies I haven't met

I gotta pack it up
And move it out
Before I pack it in
And they send me down
I'm gonna saddle up
And put the pedal down
Before they hem me in
I'll be in the wind

I've been bitten, there's no doubt
I'm spitting poison out
Ending's written, but I'm not giving out

I've got a rusted-out Mercedes waiting in the front yard
I'm dusting off my alias identity card
Be busting out as soon as I can coax her to start
I'd rather lose it all in Vegas on a pair of hearts

I gotta pack it up
And move it out
Before I pack it in
And they pin me down
I'm gonna wax it up
And max it out
And when the facts are in
They won't track me down

I've been bitten, there's no doubt
I'm spitting poison out
Ending's written, but I'm not giving out

I went to the doctor for a battery of tests
Didn't find nothing there, I guess it's all in his head
He charged me an arm, I gave him yours instead
Won't you come on over honey and tuck me in bed

I gotta pack it up
And truck it out
Before I pack it in
And they take me down
I'm gonna heat it up
And mete it out
And when my number's up
I'll go blazing down

I've been bitten, there's no doubt
I'm spitting poison out
Ending's written, but I'm not giving out