Oh young man
You can work the land
Until the crow calls
But just like an old star
Everything falls
You, you're gonna fall too
Old desire
Is bored
Was dryer than an Adelaide breeze
Oh young man
You're achin' will start differently
You, you're gonna work for me
I will walk on my front porch
Watch you dig my grave
Let you hit me from behind
Take my breath away
No man will be the death of me
Oh sweet thing you're a prince upon a bowling pin
It's a long way to the flat of that part you're dropping in
You, you're gonna tailspin
I will walk on my front porch
Watch you dig my grave
Let you hit me from behind
Take my breath away
But no man will be the death of me
I've been engaged, married, and divorced
None for their wealth, some for their body's force
I don't need someone to lean on
I don't need someone to lean on
I don't need someone to lean on me
I will walk on my front porch
Watch you dig my grave
Let you hit me from behind
Take my breath away
I will walk on my front porch
Watch you dig my grave
Let you hit me from behind
Take my breath away
But no man will be the death
No man will be the death
No man will be the death of me