Older N' Wizer - Gino Vannelli

Mmh, once I was a gambling man

But now my gambling days are done

Mmh, once I was some love sick cowboy

I might say, I’ve holstered my gun

And the world is a whole lot safer since

I walked the line

In me you see penitent man

Whoa, you won’t catch me in no cathouse

Dancing in the buff with a bottle of moonshine

Least way’s, that’s the plan

Because I’m older n' wiser

I ain’t the fool I used to be

And now the way things are shaping

They’re gonna make a saying out of me

And no more tearing up the highway

Stoned out of my head

So near I am to a righteous man

So straight and narrow and spic and span

I think the next best thing is dead

Oh the next best thing is dead

Once I was thrown in a county jail

I gave it up to the Lord above (uh-huh)

When some big bad dude, 6 foot 8

Got hellbent on brotherly love

So I hopped the Mustang Shelby

In a backseat full of bones

Sweet Jesus I have been redeemed

So you might catch me in some juke joint

Raising Cain to the crack of dawn

But only in my dreams

Because I’m older n' wiser

I ain’t the fool I used to be

And now the way things are shaping

They’re gonna make a saying out of me

And no more tearing up the highway

Stoned out of my head

So near I am to a righteous man

Just a hoop and a holler from the Promised Land

I said the next best thing is dead

Oh the next best thing is dead