Now 89, ready to lie down
That will be for him comin' round the mountain
And the windows creek, on an elbow squeak
Never gonna chew the outline of a pie
But a maid in the back room leaves my clothes behind
Never gonna see the outline of a star
Bye diddle-eye-dye
Oh, my little lady lies awake in the pines
Never gonna see the outline of a star
Some seem to think that I'm awake all the time
Pie that I owe and I owe
91, ready for to go
Try to get me groovin' on a blue collar crime
You came to defy these ugly tears that I cry
In his gray Cadillac car
And god knows, I owe them to you so
In your gray Cadillac car