Talk soft so you fall asleep
Cooked you dinner but you would not eat
Your sharp mouth forgets when
You swore [bad word] you wouldn’t do it again
And I bend back
With an eye full of mud
And I take it on the chin
And then I patch you up

All these years my feet asleep
Move them around that they might breathe
Oh so little time
I have gone old
This shop, this shop
And all it owns [bad word] back to see me
I know they have a rainy [bad word] back to see me
I know they have a rainy season
You, you are mine
So I never would mind
I work my arms so hard
Just to give you an airplane ride