HANG MY HAT

Well the only thing wrong with where I'm at

Is that I'm is where I'm at

Stuck between a rock and a baseball bat

Is it too much to ask

For a place to hang my hat

Lord, so it goes

I'm so sad 'cause my hat aint hung

Ever since the world was flat

And that's according to the map

Just an old rusty grey stray cat

Hey leave me out some scraps

I'll let you give me a pat

Minus the scratch

So it goes

For all the times I've won

Well I aint done winnin'

For all the times I've sunk

Well I aint done swimmin'

For all the times that I'm drunk

Well I'll be forgiven

And I aint one to let a good meal go unfinished

Well the only thing wrong with where I've been

Is that I've been sitting too close to sin

Stuck between a plank and a great white's fin

Is it too much to ask

For you to just let me in

Lord so it goes

I never thought that I would miss

A nice warm place to sleep

Even if the sleep was sad

Now what I wouldn't give to lay and count my sheep

Without hearing hungry cats

Shaking me down for scraps

So it goes

For all the times I've swung

Well I aint done hittin'

For all the shit that I got

Well I aint done gettin'

For all the lines that I've done

Well I'll be forgiven

And I aint one to let a good meal go unfinished

I never thought that I would miss

A nice warm place to sleep

Even if the sleep was baaaaaad

Now what I wouldn't give

To lay and count my sheep (sweet sheep)

Without hearing hungry cats

Shaking me down for scraps

So it goes

I been slipping into kitchens getting cursed and hitting licks

Checking purses lifting cooling pies off window sills for kicks

But with nothing left to lose I got no better thing to do

And so until my luck one-eighties

I'll just avoid all the cats with rabies