Timothy Seth Avett As Darling Getting Us All
How much rum can I holdHow much rum can I hold
Why just yesternight I was told
You better not drink when your old
But of course, but of course, age gets us all
How many times will you hear
The funeral sounds in your ear
I'm listening in my lowest gear
And fading in my lowest gear
But of course, but of course, death gets us all
And of course, but of course, death gets us all
Seven more years have not passed
Since I said that we would not last
Though sometimes we ran out of gas
And walked because no one would stop
And I hope, yes I hope, love gets us all
And I hope, yeah I hope, love gets us all
