Well my pickup just died
My dog did too
Sheriffs got the gun
Kids got the flu
Cats ate up with tics
My tractor won't start
My liver's going out
And so is my heart
You think you got it bad
Well I'll be dead soon
When the lord
Calls me back
I'll be seeing you
In the sky
From the sky
I'll be waving my bad luck
Goodbye
Well my girlfriend just left me
My wife got all mad
Just lost my job
Just shot my dad
Ma didn't like it
She tore into my hide
Worst part about it
My poor mama cried
You think you got it bad
Well I'll be dead soon
When the lord
Calls me back
I'll be seeing you
In the sky
From the sky
I'll be waving my bad luck
Goodbye
Well the man came down
Took all my land
Gave all my money
To that son of a bitch
Uncle Sam
Got this revolver
They don't know nothing about
And that good luck you shooting
Is about to run out
You think you got it bad
Well I'll be dead soon
When the lord
Calls me back
I'll be seeing you
In the sky
From the sky
I'll be waving my bad luck
Goodbye