Lyrics

When in Rome you do just like all the other devils do And if you don't mind I'll turn your cup away St. Gus sure said it best when he stared right back in your face When he said make me chaste but please lord not today And I bet if I turn back around when I get old and grey These crutches just might carry me a little further along the way With a heart of stone, all alone, one thousand miles away I'll turn back around when I get old and gray Living is mostly wasting time when luck has lost its way And the losing is all she left you to liе upon But time won't pass you by if you don't see the light the day And that sun don't risе with motel curtains drawn And I bet if I turn back around when I get old and grey These crutches just might carry me a little further along the way With a heart of stone, all alone, one thousand miles away I'll turn back around when I get old and gray Now it seems that in my dreams I just can't run away From all that's telling me that I should roam But I'll bite my tongue and fight with one arm tied behind my back And try to pick up all the pieces when I get home And I bet if I turn back around when I get old and grey These crutches just might carry me a little further along the way With a heart of stone, all alone, one thousand miles away I'll turn back around when I get old and gray