Cawfee

No time for coffee, mama

Send me on my way

You really were a charmer

I would’ve liked to stay

You're getting used to it now

I’m pretty used to it now

I’m getting used to it now

The feeling I’m pretty used

Let me buy you a round, man

So I can feel like a friend

You know it’s been too long, man

What’s goin on with your band?

We’re getting used to it now

We’re pretty used to it now

We’re getting used to it now

The feeling we’re pretty used

And all the traveling harbors

On a traveling face

And I’m a lot like my father was

I’m always some other place

And everything that I call on

Doesn’t seem to obey

And everyone I can fall on

Well they don’t see it that way

And when I make my fortune

Lord, I’m gonna spend it in style

I’m gonna make em turn their heads

And when I make my amends

Lord, she will be first in line

I ain’t forgotten how she bled

Should be any moment now

I think I see her coming around

Lord, I let so many down

Lord, I turned so many loose

No time for coffee, mama

Send me on my way

You really were a charmer

I would have liked to stay