The Nurse

Something has taught me
 Karma has rolled me
 God is a commie
 Sweet Jesus told me
 Says if you lost him
 To please send a basket
 And fire your musket
 Over my casket
 Roll out the stretcher
 And make me feel better
 For what is bad, don't be glad
 And what is worse, I'm the nurse
 Baby, don't you give me
 Your words of sweet whiskey
 Your southern drawl crawling
 Over me quickly
 You see I've been lied to
 Laughed at and cried to
 But I'll no longer
 Be twisted and tied to
 So roll out the stretcher
 And make me feel better
 For what is bad, don't be glad
 And what is worse, I'm the nurse
 Sweet road out yonder
 No, I have gone her
 So teach me no lesson
 And call when you wanna
 Sweet whores, I've implored
 To lay me some wisdom
 They says no, ah you want it
 Just ask to receive them
 Roll out the stretcher
 And make me feel better
 For what is bad, don't be glad
 And what is worse, I'm the nurse
 For what is bad, don't be glad
 And what is worse, I'm the nurse