The Nurse

Something has taught me

Karma has rolled me

God is a commie

Sweet Jesus told me

Says if you lost him

To please send a basket

And fire your musket

Over my casket

Roll out the stretcher

And make me feel better

For what is bad, don't be glad

And what is worse, I'm the nurse

Baby, don't you give me

Your words of sweet whiskey

Your southern draw crawling

Over me quickly

You see I've been lied to

Laughed at and cried to

But I'll no longer

Twisted and tied to

So Roll out the stretcher

And make me feel better

For what is bad, don't be glad

And what is worse, I'm the nurse

Sweet road out yonder

No, I have gone her

So teach me no lesson

And call when you wanna

Sweet horse, I'm implored

To lay me some wisdom

They says no, ah you want it

Just ask to receive them

Roll out the stretcher

And make me feel better

For what is bad, don't be glad

And what is worse, I'm the nurse

For what is bad, don't be glad

And what is worse, I'm the nurse