Walkin down fourth street
On a cold sunday
I ought to be in church
But I've forgotten how to pray
And church folks that walk by me
All have pity in their eyes
Cos they can see with a drunk like me
Its just slow suicide
And lately I do more dyin than livin
Day by day as time crawl by
I'm livin on wasted time
And livin a wasted life
I'm dyin of slow suicide
Mom and dad told me
I ought to come home to the farm
Quit livin with that she devil
And puttin poison in my arms
But out there in Ocosta
They ain't got no neon signs
And when you need some speed and some Jim Beam
There ain't a honky tonk in site
And lately I do more dyin than livin
Day by day as time crawl by
I'm livin on wasted time
And livin a wasted life
I'm dyin of slow suicide
By Leroy
On a cold sunday
I ought to be in church
But I've forgotten how to pray
And church folks that walk by me
All have pity in their eyes
Cos they can see with a drunk like me
Its just slow suicide
And lately I do more dyin than livin
Day by day as time crawl by
I'm livin on wasted time
And livin a wasted life
I'm dyin of slow suicide
Mom and dad told me
I ought to come home to the farm
Quit livin with that she devil
And puttin poison in my arms
But out there in Ocosta
They ain't got no neon signs
And when you need some speed and some Jim Beam
There ain't a honky tonk in site
And lately I do more dyin than livin
Day by day as time crawl by
I'm livin on wasted time
And livin a wasted life
I'm dyin of slow suicide
By Leroy