Stumble and Fall
I counted sixty-nine men in this car,
Stumble and fall.
Nobody cares who these old men are,
Stumble and fall.
Stumble and fall with your back to the wall,
And you fight for a breath of fresh air.
Old Charlie’s been riding these rails most his life,
Stumble and fall.
Though they tell me he once had a job and a wife,
Stumble and fall.
Stumble and fall, don't mean nothing at all
When a boxcar is all that you know.
Troubled and tangled-up, messed-up old men,
Stumble and fall.
Hungry and dirty and screwed-up and mean,
Stumble and fall.
Stumble and fall, how can you stand tall,
When you’ve lost everything
And you’re tossed in the wind.
The road up ahead
Leaves you dying or dead
And life is just stumble and fall
Roaring and rumbling along the steel rails,
Stumble and fall.
Twisting and turning through snow, rain and hail,
Stumble and fall.
Stumble and fall with my back to the wall
My face in the wind
No one to call friend
The road up ahead
Leaves you dying or dead
And life is just stumble and fall.
From the album "Dusty Boots on a Gravel Road"
© W. J. Adair/Sad Jeb Music 2010
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