Well, I'm tired of running 'round
Wish I could marry and settle down
It's a mean life, this ol' sporting life
And it's killing me
I got a letter from back home
Said one of my good friends, he's dead and gone
It'll make you wonder, it'll make you worry
About the day that'll come
My mother used to say to me
When I was so young and foolish, I just couldn't see
She said, "Son, oh, son, why don't you change your ways?"
There ain't but one thing that I've done wrong
Played that sporting life much too long
It ain't no good, believe me, been played it too long
Well, I'm tired of running 'round
Wish I could marry and settle down
It's a mean life, this ol' sporting life
And it's killing me
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