you're no friend of mine
and frankly I don't have the time to occupy myself with any troubles but my own
they'll find me dead at my desk
I wish my widow all the best
she'll drink and think of the years she simply gave away
would you come and visit me down in sunny Tennessee?
it's winter now, but the clouds are some of the best I've ever seen
and it's no fun to obsess over your eventual death
in truth, what have you done that's worth your breath?
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