 Way back when I had a nice little house with a garden hose and a fence all around outside the city. I went to work and my wife cooked meals and the babies screamed and the dogs wagged tails and life was busy. The stocks went down and the loans went up and the banks foreclosed and I went broke outside the city. My wife left me for a better man and the kids blamed me for the way I am. Well, it ain't too pretty. Well, it ain't too pretty, that old tan city, but that's where I lay me down to rest.