One, two, three, four. I'm on my own and I'm so alive to the world Don't feel down when I look around at my world Cause my right hand's picking and my left hand's gently curled Music's playing and my thoughts keep straying to you Ain't no day like the day I lay in folk blue My body's resting but my mind's got plenty to do Music playing My baby's crying but an old man's dying as well Makes me sad but I'll soon be glad I can tell A hapless calling as I turn my eyes back on
