Lyrics by Robert Hunter
Copyright 2000 Ice Nine Publishing Company
Music by David Gans
Copyright 2000 Whispering Hallelujah
Sick of gettin’ treated like a goddamned dog
Sick of gettin’ kicked around
Sick of sittin’ like a bump on a log
Gonna head for higher ground
Sick of gettin’ cheated, blindsided and tricked
By ev’ry sonabitch on the block
This sure as hell ain’t the life I picked
I believe I’m ready to walk
If I ever need another stab in the back
I surely know where to turn
Useta make my bed on a railroad track
But don’t say I never learn
Meet me in the morning on the nine-o-nine
Down among the evergreen
Found a message in a bottle of wine
What it says remains to be seen
Sick and tired of bein’ sick and tired
And mister that ain’t no joke
Sick and tired of bein’ hired and fired
While my dreams go up in smoke
Sick of gettin’ lied on, spied on and judged
By people I don’t even know
Spent too much time holdin’ a grudge
And spittin’ on the name of the rose
Sick of gettin’ treated like a goddamned dog
Sick of gettin’ kicked around
Sick of sittin’ like a bump on a log
Gonna head for higher ground
Meet me in the morning on the nine-o-nine
Down among the evergreen
Tell me your troubles, I’ll tell you mine
Beatin’ rhythm on the tambourine