The Shape I’m In
Writen by: J.R. Robertson
Go out yonder, peace in the valley
Come downtown, have to rumble in the alley
Oh, you don´t know the shape I´m in
Has anybody seen my lady
This living alone will drive me crazy
Oh, you don´t know the shape I´m in
I´m gonna go down by the wa-ter
But I ain´t gonna jump in, no, no
I´ll just be looking for my mak-er
And I hear that that´s where she´s been? Oh!
Out of nine lives, I spent seven
Now, how in the world do you get to Heaven
Oh, you don´t know the shape I´m in
I just spent sixty days in the jailhouse
For the crime of having no dough
Now here I am back out on the street
For the crime of having nowhere to go
Save your neck or save your brother
Looks like it´s one or the other
Oh, you don´t know the shape I´m in
Now two young kids might start a ruckus
You know they feel you trying to shuck us
Oh, you don´t know the shape I´m in