I'm gettin' tired of runnin' round
Believe I'll get married and I'll settle down
Because this old night life, this mean old sportin' life,
You know it's killin' me.
And I got a letter from my home
And most of my good friends, they are dead and gone.
And it makes me worry, no need to wonder
About the times to come.
And Mother used to fall on her knees and pray
And these are the very words she did say.
She said, “Oh Johnny, my lovin' Johnny,
Won't you please change your ways?”
I've been a gambler and a cheater, too.
But now it's come my, my time to lose.
Because this old night life is holdin' the best hand
And what can I do?
And I'm gettin' tired of runnin' round
Believe I'll get married and I'll settle down
Because this old night life, ooh it's a bad life,
And it's killin' me.
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