it s been 15 some odd years since we lost aunt lil plays russian roulette with memories nothin but time to kill he s too old to work his cattle and too stubborn to stay in bed and each mornin over coffee he turns to her picture and he says oh i ve been better i ve been worse a time or two i got two bloodshot eyes and that s enough to see me through fair to middlin considerin life s mostly scars and souvenirs there s wrinkles on his face and wrinkles on his clothes and he wears a little thinner as each day unfolds he swears he ll live forever just to spite his health but it takes christian brother s brandy to reassure himself oh i ve been better i ve been worse a time or two i got two bloodshot eyes and that s enough to see me through fair to middlin considerin life s mostly scars and souvenirs a picture is worth a thousand words and money made is money spent bless us oh lord for these thy gifts i know not where they went now the postman brings his pension and the county brings his meals and i drop by from time to time to ask him how he feels oh i ve been better i ve been worse a time or two i got two bloodshot eyes and that s enough to see me through fair to middlin considerin life s mostly scars and souvenirs life s mostly scars and souvenirs