Oh your sides have been on my mind I'll be heading south when I pull ahead Don't let the other boys fool you tell you Where I hang my hat when the summers through If I could make you laugh one more time I'd see the sun rising from the other side But this crow I ate burns from my side no I stand Well I tip the lamp no I let it shine Oh the ground beneath my feet is young I've been thinking of signs hung along the road Where dose my money all go No I know No I know No I know If I could make you laugh one more time I'd see the sun rising from the other side But this crow I ate burns from my side no I stand Well I tip the lamp no I let it shine