Unto The Day - Slim Cessna's Auto Club

Oh, the deeds in my time

I’ve been sinking down my wine

Oh, Lord, in my time

I’ve been sinking down my wine

In the dark of the night

I’ve bumped my shin, can’t find the light

Where’s my mansions made of gold

Heaven knows, dear God has told

Oh, the deeds in my time

They ain’t worth one stinking dime

Oh, Lord, in my time

I’ve been sinking down my wine

Suffer unto the day

Suffer unto the day

Suffer unto the day

Suffer unto the day

«Thank you, that was very nice»

All the ladies I have seen

She’s got me wrapped in a wedding ring

She’s a dancer, dances fine

I don’t remember, what’s my next line?

She’s no hippie, dear God, I swear

Though she wears flowers in her hair

With this ring, I thee wed

It keeps me sane in my head

Oh, the deeds in my time

They ain’t worth one stinking dime

Oh, Lord, in my time

I’ve been sinking down my wine

Suffer unto the day

Suffer unto the day

Suffer unto the day

Suffer unto the day

«If I had the gift of prophecy and knew all about what is going to happen in

the future, knew everything about everything, but didn’t love the good people,

what good would it do?

Even if I had the gift of faith, so that I could speak

to a mountain and make it move, I would still be worth nothing at all with the

love of the good people.»

Suffer unto the day

Suffer unto the day

Suffer unto the day

Suffer unto the day