Lyrics

Where have you been Bo Weevil
I crawled through the eye of a needle
A minute before high noon
I was crooning my last tune
My life could not get cheaper
I could not have sunk deeper
When the buzzer on my beeper
Announced the grim reaper
Give me the contract and I’ll sign
To live on borrowed time
Hand me the pen, I’ll make it mine
Living on borrowed time

My life has been a difficult affair
It often stripped me to my underwear
No gas in the tank, no cash in the bank
come rain, come shine
Nothing I could claim as mine
living on borrowed time
on borrowed time

How did I survive
A cat has nine lives
But I’ve already lived ten
I know we all must die
It is not a question of why but when
Only those fit and fine
Can live on borrowed time

And so I waved you all goodbye
But I did not deserve another try
To snare a palomino mare
And gallop like a millionaire
from the green grass of nowhere
to the gazebo on the town square
to sing for all who is there
Pour me a glass of wine
I’m living on borrowed time
on borrowed time

Now each day is a precious gift
And you can bet that I am not ready yet
for a lift in a hearse
Though I’m prepared for the worst
But I must hurry first
with an unquenchable thirst
an irresistible urge
for the song of the hummingbirds
the shade of apple trees
nectar of the honey bees
the salt on the ocean breeze
Look! I ‘m on my knees
To sign another lease
To paint my masterpiece
To pluck a grape from the vine
And live on borrowed time

On borrowed time, on borrowed time
Living on borrowed time