Get busy Livin’
Or get busy Dyin’
That’s G*d D**n right.
For the second time in my life
I’m guilty of committing a crime.
Course I doubt they’ll throw up any road blocks for that.
Not for an old crook like me.
I find I’m so excited I can barely sit still
Or hold a thought in my head.
I think it’s the excitement only a free man can feel.
A free man at the start of a long journey.
Whose conclusion is uncertain.
I hope I can make it across the border.
I hope to see my friend and shake his hand.
I hope the Pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams.
Contributed by Richurd