Well on that street you bought your scar from I went down and had my fortune told And that green-eyed gypsy oh-so shakes me She says that the pain is what makes me whole And I thought I could do right by you Thought I could do some right by us both I know, my love, I am so sorry Sorry's all the things I always owe And I have grown so good at those And you wanna be ethanol At least some good thing Who will not have a say Wanna bet? Once you're a gin You will be one of the ways When I'm gone who will remember? Oh, if that still November soul When you look in the face and say, "You are not the man I met no more" Oh, when you look me in the face and say , "You are now not the man I met no more" At least no fool's no friend of yours You just wanna be ethanol At least some good thing Who will not have a say Wanna bet? Once you're a gin You will be one of the ways