Living free is gaining on me. Can't keep ahead of my dreams. My relief turned out a thief. Smooth as rocks in the stream. This old time is a sad affair. You be glad you're not there. It ties your hands. It spikes your drink. I'd say more but I can't think. Lazy Jim took a bottle with him. Tried to flag down a train. Left a note. Couldn't read what he wrote. A light came on in my brain. This old time is a sad affair. You be glad you're not there. It ties your hands. It spikes your drink. I'd say more but I can't think. The hills are gold. Mornings are cold. Don't know a soul on the street. I keep to myself like everyone else. Nobody says much to me. Go to bed fight thoughts in my head. In the two in between wake and sleep. Rats to kill contracts to fill. It's on ice but it won't keep. . This old time is a sad affair. You be glad you're not there. It ties your hands. It spikes your drink. I'd say more but I can't think. This old time is a sad affair. You be glad you're not there. It ties your hands. It spikes your drink. I'd say more but I can't think