No, it ain't how I thought it would feel.
I thought I'd feel bad,
but I've taken a turn for the worse.
Think I'll get me to church
Singing, what would town
say about that?
Would he just sing me off
to some place in the sky
Where the sad angels fly
And love's worth the hurtin'
Cause all in good time,
everybody's waving goodbye
No, it ain't how I thought it would end
It's like packing a lunchbox
and getting laid off from work
I need to get me to church
Singing, what would
John say about that?
Would he just send me
to an upstate New York
mountain stream
Catching catfish and dreams
Or to a motel in Reno
Or in some black -and -white video
I'm coaching my kid's baseball team
And what would Lou say about that?
Would she call out the dogs
And pour on a little more rain?
And just to head to the bay
And paint a gravel road ending
where there's no looking back
Cause that's just the name
of that game
And what would Guy say about that?
Would he refer me back
to some stuff I could use?
Like an old pair of shoes?
You don't have to try,
cause you know they fit
And they ain't kickin' of no excuse
And what would Steve
say about that?
Would he just haul my ass
down to the railroad hill
Where most white folks don't go
Sayin' if you wanna feel somethin'
That'll make you feel like nothin'
Or go spend a week on death row
Singing what would town say about that
Would he just send me off
to some place in the sky
Where the sad angels cry
And love's worth the hurtin'
Cause all in good time
Everybody's wavin' goodbye
And love's worth the hurtin'
Cause all in good time
Everybody's wavin' goodbye