well now boys i ve been to bethlehem rode there on a big steam train lost two fingers in the steel mills and i ain t goin back again i fought for my country lord knows i did my best crawlin cross some foreign field they pinned a ribbon to my chest so pass around the bottle boys let s talk about old times night rollin in it s cold as sin here on the welfare line served on the georgia road gang couldn t pay the debts i owe cause i m not made of silver and i ain t never seen no gold i still remember rachael soft as a velvet gown they laid her in the pauper s grave on the other side of town so pass around the bottle boys let s talk about old times night rollin in it s cold as sin here on the welfare line i know some folks are born of money you know i wish them well if the devil would ever want my soul i swear i d never sell  so pass around the bottle boys let s talk about old times night rollin in it s cold as sin here on the welfare line pass around the bottle boys let s talk about old times night rollin in it s cold as sin here on the welfare line