Slim Pickin's - Pure Prairie League

作词：George Powell

作曲：George Powell

Most of our days are passin'

Lasting just long enough

To up and make it rough on lady night

And shadowy glances she's castin'

Eight dollars for my labor is a good price

Sure looks nice to butter olcoms cup

Have to risk a bluff a little down on luck

An sometimes the odds aren't worth chancin'

Slim pickins

Don't it make your thoughts start to wander

Yes but soon they'll belong to her

That lady in the night

Anna come hold me

I feel dead my eyelids are such dead weights

But will not shut

Pass a bottle let

The dog out my head's a kickin'

Slim pickins

Don't it make your thoughts start to wander

Yes but soon they'll belong to her

That lady in the night

My companion for the moment

My sidekick through the hours

We'll just roll it

On round to the highway's end

Laughin' an fallin'

The roadblocks go down

Been workin' our fingers to the bone

Gonna find us a home

Most of our days

Are lastin' passin' from dawn to dusk

I don't ask too much just kickin' in the dust

And let tomorrow be tomorrow's unmaskin'

Slim pickins can't give it up

I'm way too far under

To keep the clouds from your eyes

I wouldn't be surprised

With the good things

And bad times can find

Slim pickins can't give it up

I'm way too far under

To keep the clouds from your eyes

I wouldn't be surprised

With the good things

And bad times can find

I wouldn't be surprised