MR. PINE

Oh, Mr. Pine doesn't wait till after nine There's not a friend he's had to buy Keeps his head above the sky Ain't got much, and he don't ask why Oh, Mr. Pine spends his summers drinking wine Has a friend called Gypsy Joe Wears an earring through his nose Takes it everywhere he goes Maybe I don't want to know Maybe I don't want to go Where the sun shines up the mountain Drinking wine I won't wait till after nine Oh, Mr. Pine doesn't wait till after nine Doesn't pa*s the time the day In the graveyard with his yesterday Looks at it once, and he didn't stay