Verse:
Something has torn me
Karma has rolled me
God is a commie
Sweet Jesus told me

He said if you lost him
To please send a basket
And fire your musket
Over my casket

Chorus:
Roll out the stretcher
And make me feel better

For what is bad, Don't be glad
for what is worse, I'm the nurse


Verse:
Baby, don't you give me
Your words of sweet whisky
Your southern drawl crawling
over me quickly

You see I've been lied to,
Laughed at, and cried to
But I'm no longer
Twisted and tied to


Chorus

Insrumental Interlude

Verse:
Sweet road out yonder
Know I have gone her
So teach me no lesson
And call when you wanna

Sweet whores I've implored
To lay me some wisdom
They said know what you want and
Just ask to receive it

Chorus

For what is bad, don't be glad
For what is worse, I'm the nurse