I'm goin' down to the police station Just gonna turn myself in For all the bad things I've been doin' Maybe I won't do 'em again Seven old dogs in the backyard Six cat gut strings on an old guitar Three days straight I've been puttin' Everything I own in a mason jar I went down to the Mobile Depot Wanted to see Mr. Garfield's train All I saw was people cryin' Creosote smoke and fallin' rain Seven last words to the faithful Six shades of gray on a piece of wood Three days straight I've been sinkin' I ain't been doin' what I should I went down to see the fortune teller Was gonna get my future read She looked at my hand, she said "It's bad" She crossed her eyes and fell back dead Seven miles as the crow flies Six blackbirds that fly somewhere Three days straight I've been thirsty It's gettin' to where I don't care So I've been standin' in muddy water Waitin' for the sun to shine I ain't been doin' what I oughta Crystal ball don't sympathize Seven times seven is forty-nine Six times nine is fifty-four Three days straight I've been thinkin' Well I ain't gonna do that no more