Il testo della Sporting life blues

I'm getting tired of hangin round
Thank god we'll marry and settle down
Cause this old night life this old sport life
Is killing me

I got a letter from my home
Most of my friends are dead and gone
I begin to worry i begin to wonder
Bout days to come

My mother used to talk to me
I was young and foolish could not see
Now i got no mother
My sisters and brothers don't care for me

I swear i'm gonne change my ways
I'm getting older everyday
When i was young and foolish it was so easy
To run and play

I'm getting tired (i'm getting tired)
Of hanging round (of hanging round)
Thank god we'll marry (thank god we'll marry)
And settle down (and settle down)
Cause this old night life this old sport life
Is killing me
Cause this old night life this old sport life
Is killing me