Lyrics I'll Never Get Out Of This World Alive - Hank Williams Jr., Hank Williams III, Hank Williams

I'll Never Get Out Of This World Alive

Now you’re looking at a man that’s getting kind-a mad
I had lot’s of luck but it’s all been bad
No matter how I struggle and strive
I’ll never get out of this world alive
My fishing pole’s broke the creek is full of sand
My woman run away with another man
A distant uncle passed away and left me quite a batch
And I was living high until that fatal day
A lawyer proved I wasn’t born
I was only hatched
Everything’s again me and it’s got me down
If I jumped in the river I would probably drown
These shabby shoes I’m wearing all the time
Are full of holes and nails
And brother if I stepped on a worn out dime
I bet a nickel I could tell you if it was heads or tails
I’m not going to worry wrinkles in my brow
Cause nothings ever going to be alright nohow
I could buy a Sunday suit and it would leave me broke
If it had two pair of pants I would burn the coat
If it was raining gold I wouldn’t stand a chance
I wouldn’t have a pocket in my patched up pants