I'll be all washed up when the grave is mine Any love is fine Bring out the China, pull the blinds Whole damn world is fine I'll forget the voice of my mother then Now just around the bend No life in these old limbs Just the dirt and I again Just with our fingers crossed You and I were wrong Just as we count a cost You and I belong Ain't no blood return the favor You and I belong Ain't no washing in the river You and I belong I'll be some sick man when they take these hands And fold em to a plan There's no life in these old limbs The dirt and I again