I left the cater, hell-bent to forget
I bought a ticket back to Skowhegan, Maine
I wound up in Seattle, so drunk and so red
Lord, I caught the wrong train
Found some fasties
and women
Some hard-drinking me
I swore I'd round the sorrow in me
I once had a lot
But the future was not
Not what it used to be
While myise is dead







Oh, the years they went by
And I went steadily downhill
Till I had no place left to go Made my missions about morning,
Met a die of seven height
Till I met a wreck out of my body and my soul
Then I met a lady
And in time she made me forget
Her love set me free
We didn't have a lot
The future was not
Not what it used to be
I never thought I would live to get old
I never thought I would live to get old

The past got a hold deep in me
But there was a chance
To be here a while longer
At least
I wanted to
Somebody told me
Somebody told me

That she was in town
I found out today
Lord how it hurts me
To hear that she's down
But what else
Can I say
I know her sorrow
I know her pain
I know her need
I once loved her a lot
But the future's just not
Not what it used to be
But the future's just not
What it used to be
Not what it used to be
Not what it used to be
Not what it used to be
She won't hold us in any way




With a smile a big boat

I can take you with me
I can take you with me
Not what it used to be
What it used to be
What it used to be