Loudon Wainwright III Follow

I ain't got no knees no more - I can't walk around.
Keep me off that killing floor, Lord, and above the ground.
The doctor says my heart's alright, and that's alright with me.
I guess the poison's in my system and it's settled in my knees.
I ain't got no knees no more and I can hardly stand.
Livin' life flat on my back, it's hard to be a man.
I don't know what it's gonna take to get back on my feet.
Lord, I'm only 28 years old and I feel damn near beat.
You know, I guess it was my drinkin' - I was drinkin' day and night.
Now I've stopped, but it's too late and that just don't seem right.
Why stay in the city, if you can't paint the town?
What's the use of standin' up when you keep fallin' down?
I ain't got no knees no more - I'm not worth a dime.
I spent all my money, Lord, and I used up my time.
I should pray to heaven, and beg for mercy, please,
But Lord knows it would kill me just to get down on these knees.