I'm getting tired of hanging ‘round.
Think I will marry, and settle down.
'Cause this old nightlife, this old sportin' life,
Is killing me.
I got a letter, from my home.
Most of my friends, are dead and gone.
I begin to worry, I begin to wonder,
'Bout days to come.
My mother used to, talk to me.
I was young and foolish, could not see.
Now I got no mother. My sisters and brothers,
Don't care for me.
I swear I'm gonna change my ways.
I'm gettin' older every day.
When I was young and foolish, it was so easy,
To run and play.
I'm gettin' tired, of hanging ‘round.
Think I'll marry, and settle down.
Cause this old nightlife, this old sportin' life,
Is killing me.
Yes, this old nightlife, this old sportin' life,
Is killing me.