Tom Waits — Rockin Chair

Well I'm sittin' right here in my rockin' chair Running my fingers right through my hair Fire is flicken with a yellow and gold Makin' me quiver in the snowy cold I got a lazy old woman Screaming 'bout my money Man she took every cent And she didn't leave me any Times were never this good Gotta fly for food Got no woman to spend my money Well she blew and took all my money So I'm sittin' right here in my rockin' chair Running my fingers right through my hair Spider caught the fly in his web Do believe it he may be dead Times were never this good Gotta fly for food Got no woman to spend my money Well she blew and took all my money So I'm sittin' and I'm sittin' And I'm sittin' right here in my rockin chair Watchin' my old dog loosing his hair