Oh, Mr. Pine doesn't wait till after nine
There's not a friend he's had to buy
Keeps his head above the sky
Ain't got much, and he don't ask why
Oh, Mr. Pine spends his summers drinking wine
Has a friend called Gypsy Joe
Wears an earring through his nose
Takes it everywhere he goes
The times, times had been before
Times, there won't be anymore
No words had fallen from the face
Locks a den, don't bring the rat race
Maybe I don't want to know
Maybe I don't want to go
Where the sun shines up to the mountains
Drinking wine, I won't wait till after nine
Oh, Mr. Pine doesn't wait till after nine
Doesn't pass the time the day
In the graveyard with his yesterdays
Looks at it once, and he didn't stay
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