Nursing Home Blues
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Nursing Home Blues
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I am an old man living alone
My loved ones stuck me here in this nursing home
I've lost all usefulness
I want to die
I have them all the best years of my life
Then maggie passed away, now i've got no wife
So kill me, young man, or hand me your knife
I want to die
My beautiful daughter says i get in the way
I depress her because i'm old and grey
She can't stand to see the wrinkles in my skin
By golly, girl, you're my only kin
I want to die
Like an old horse put out to pasture
Too old to be of any more use to it's master
But when i lie in bed and i reminisce
I begin to think maybe this is best
I'm out of the way, not in anyone's hair
And though i'm costing them money, i don't care
I want to die
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