Whole Lotta Losin’

Well, I've got a lot, Lord, I've got a lot of losing Friends and heroes I'm packing up and moving One of these days I'll be left with nothing But memories and old time So I better get, yeah, I better get accustomed 'Cause I've got a lot, Lord, I got a lot of losing By and by and by and by and by Well, we never got paid but we had a lot of laughs For running like thieves through the streets of Chicago Look at me now, I'm leaning out apartment windows Singing 'I Still Miss Someone' So I better get, yeah, I better get accustomed 'Cause I've got a lot, Lord, I got a lot of losing By and by and by and by and by Picking up speed, picking up the pieces Losing leaves in every season The winter ends right at my feet With flowers peeping up through a crack in the concrete Well, I've got a lot, Lord, I've got a lot of losing Friends and heroes I'm packing up and moving One of these days I'll be left with nothing But memories and old time So I better get, yeah, I better get accustomed 'Cause I've got a lot, Lord, I got a lot of losing By and by and by and by and by I'm picking up speed, picking up the pieces Losing leaves in every season The winter ends right at my feet With flowers peeping up through a crack in the concrete Well, I've got a lot, Lord, I've got a lot of losing Friends and heroes I'm packing up and moving One of these days I'll be left with nothing But memories and old time So I better get, yeah, I better get accustomed 'Cause I've got a lot, Lord, I got a lot of losing By and by and by and by and by By and by and by and by and by And by and by and by and by and by