Waiting Around To Die [Swedish translation]

Sometimes I don't know where this stony road

Is taking me

Sometimes I don't know the reason why

So I guess I'll keep gambling, lots of booze

And lots of rambling.

Well it's easier than just

Waiting around to die

Well one time, friends, I had a Ma

I even had a Pa

He beat her with a belt once, cuz she cried

She told him to take care of me and headed down

To Tennessee

Well it's easier than just

Waiting around to die

Then I became of age and I found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar

She cleaned me out and she hit it on the sly

Well I tried to kill the pain

I bought some wine,

I hopped a train

Well it was easier than just

Waiting around to die

Then a friend said he knew where some easy money was

We robbed a man and brother, did we fly

But the posse caught up with me and drug me back to Muskogee

And now it's two long years

Just waiting around to die.

Now I'm out of prison, and I got me a friend at last

He don't steal, or cheat, or drink or lie

His name is codeine

And he's the nicest thing I've seen

And together, we're gonna

Wait around to die