The world is passed on And you're calling me my darling A story that I thought you'd care to know No place left to go And how I wound up in a hole so low, my darling With this strange, just most dangerous brew we ever know Is all here in this note Oh, I cheated death in the kind of wreck that turns your head to grey And they respected me mistakenly, overestimating my age So I broke out and headed south before my dark roots could grow and my cover was blown And I just thought that you should know And I found a town in East Colorado Where I learned to stitch up tattered clothes It was in my bones And the old man who was my teacher Oh, he let me sleep in the stone I never felt less alone And though I was as good a tailor as that clown had ever seen I could not recognize the world that was pulled right over me And that sudden, cotton-mouth blindness is the only regret I could hold, was letting you go And I just thought that you should know And so I was fishing boat, my darling With a thousand men that I do not know A thousand miles from home And we all speak a different language Cloaked in the smoke of an old Thailand ignite Just trying to live our lives And with what you left, I can pay my rent for my old dog and me I still can't circumvent the seafloor there when you'll be our home next week I'm a rebel, baby, profligate, can't navigate this far from shore anymore And I just thought that you should know And so I was fishing boat, my darling With a thousand men that I do not know