Everything By The Gallon

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