End Of The World

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Jim Lauderdale

A Hunter/Lauderdale song not included on any of Jim Lauderdale's albums of Hunter material.

Saturday night, it's the end of the world
Sitting round with our flags unfurled
Walking the dog, feeding the cat
No matter what happens, can't forget about that

What do you know, it's the end of the world
The mere thought makes my whiskers curl
Reading the paper, baby, checking the news
Only for a moment, got to read the reviews

It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
The end of the world, what do you know
Grab your money, get ready to go

One thing I'll miss is the love of my friends
Hard to believe this is how it ends
If it was my choice, I'd rather survive
But nobody gets out of this alive

End of the world, what can you say
Nobody ever thought it would end this way
One minute to [?] and man gets to pay
Next thing we know it's going to end today

It's the end of the world
It's the end of the world
The end of the world, what do you know
Grab your money, get ready to go

 


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