This is going to be the last song and I’m leaving
This is going to be the last song and I’m done
The waitress is stacking up the chairs already
Just a couple more lines to go and I will be gone
If these will be the last chords I am picking
If tomorrow in the morning a dead man you will find
Pick up a shovel and start digging
A hole deep enough for me
And all my trouble in mind
If my troubles would only fly away like my money
I would be so happy
I would be so satisfied
If only I had me a penny for every time I hang my head
I would be a rich man
At the end of this night
If these will be the last words I am singing
If tonight I cut all ropes that bind
You’ve got to promise me that to my love you won’t be clinging
Dig a whole deep enough for me
And all my trouble in mind
Trouble in mind
Trouble in mind
Life done me hurt
Shovel some dirt
On my trouble in mind
This is going to be the last song and I’m leaving
This is going to be the last song and I’m gone
Goodbye
Ian Russell took isolation as a chance to get closer with his guitar, resulting in this lovely set of meditative acoustic instrumentals. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 1, 2020