Forty

Forty - Audrey Auld

I got a black dog's blood on my hands

I got a circus monkey on my back

Here's the plain simple fact

I'm forty

I got battle scars around my eyes

I got old boyfriends with *****y wives

I look back and I wonder why

I'm forty

I'm half way home

I'm half way home

I got cowboys who can eat my dust

I got a tendency to dirt and rust

My gut's the only thing I trust

I'm forty

I got one good man who's learning fast

I got two girlfriends born to last

I can tell wheat from chaff

I'm forty

I'm half way home

I'm half way home

I got a vacancy in my soul

I got a penchant for near do wells

I got to learn to just say no

I'm forty

I got a little snow on my roof

I've learnt to speak half the truth

The good die young here's the proof

I'm forty

I'm half way home

I'm half way home