Waiting Around to Die - The Be Good Tanyas

Human "being" has lost its meaning when you refuse to fight If I don't force your hand, it could cost you your life You're waiting around to die and you're all right with it You're waiting around to die and I can't stand for it Say you've got the fire in you, then show me what you've got You say the future's yours, I think your future is filled with rot You're waiting around to die, how can you live with it? Just waiting around to die and I can't fucking stand it You're waiting around to die, how can you live with it? Just waiting around to die, is this how we're going to end it? No Can't be held accountable for another hopeless soul The choice ain't up to me, you've got to fight to be free

Sometimes I don't know where This dirty road is taking me Sometimes I don't even know the reason why But I guess I keep a-gamblin' Lots of booze and lots of ramblin' Well, it's easier than just waitin' around to die One time, friends, I had a ma I even had a pa Well, he beat her with a belt once cause she cried She told him to take care of me Headed down to Tennessee But it's easier to just wait around to die I came of age and I found a girl In a Tuscaloosa bar Ah, she cleaned me out and hit it on the sly I tried to kill the pain, I bought some wine And hopped a train Seemed easier than just waitin around to die A friend said he knew Where some easy money was We robbed a man, and brother did we fly The posse caught up with me And drug me back to Muskogee It's two long years I've been waitin' around to die Now I'm out of prison I got me a friend at last He don't drink or steal or cheat or lie His name's Codine He's the nicest thing I've seen Yeah, together we're gonna wait around and die Yeah, together we're gonna wait around and die

Well, I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee I'm goin' to Louisiana my True love for to see It rained all night the day I left The weather was bone dry And the sun so hot I froze to death Susanna, don't you cry Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee Well, I had a dream the other night When everything was still I dreamed I saw Susanna A-comin' down the hill A buckwheat cake was in her mouth A tear was in her eye I said "I'm comin' from the south Susanna, don't you cry" Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee Well, I soon will be at New Orleans and when I do arrive I'll go and find our Susanna If she is still alive And if I do not find that girl Well, I will surely die Oo, when I'm buried in my grave Susanna, don't you cry Oh Susanna Don't you cry for me I come from Alabama with My banjo on my knee