Everything by the gallon
Nothing at all half-way
He said to me -I guess it’s the only way

Only way

And when I meet my dying day

I won’t be watching the clock
Cause I’ve heaved, I’ve wept, I’ve overslept
And squeezed out -

Every drop
Of you dear lips


And it’s out there
There’ll be songs to sing
Lengths to go to

And this is just the beginning
I am on my feet
I’ll be dancing slow


Piano interlude


And if my fine attention is turned
Away from the task at hand
Drink up, drink up

If you call yourself a man
Oh, a man


And when I’m meet my dying day
I won’t be watching the clock
Cause I’ve heaved, I’ve wept, I’ve overslept

I’ve squeezed out
Every drop
Of you dear lips


Yes it’s out there
There’ll be songs, songs to sing

Lengths to go to
And this is just the beginning
I am on my feet

I’ll be dancing slow

Wailing and piano