End of the Rope
© 2015 Robert Morris Black / Leprechaun Club Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.
It’s the end of the rope
And it’s torn and frayed
I only got four chords
That already been played
I had the best of intentions
Best plans mislaid
It’s the end of the rope
I got no more slack
Burned all my bridges
No one’s got my back
I ain’t got the luck
I ain’t got the knack
It’s the end of the rope
The last deal’s gone down
The clock ran out
And I can’t stick around
Got nowhere to go
When I burn this ghost town
It’s the end of the rope
And it’s torn and frayed
I only got four chords
Already been played
Now the song is over
Let the music fade