Be You Crooked Or Be You Straight

Old man leaning on a wooden cane Stumbling down the sidewalk in the pouring rain People laughing and wondering too If He might be insane - [ ] He looks back at them And sings a happy song About how soon he be leaving And it won’t be too long Death comes to all Even those who cannot wait On their bed or in a brawl Be you crooked or be you straight He went on down the alley way The sky turned dark and starless He turned around and waved goodbye And disappeared in darkness Death comes to all Even those who cannot wait On their bed or in a brawl Be you crooked or be you straight