(Shel Silverstein)      Here I sit in this ginmill an empty in my hand   The telephone's three steps away but I can hardly stand   Got five pennies in my pocket but Lord I'm gonna need ten   Cause I gotta phone my baby to come and pick me back again.      And I'm down to my last come and get me   Just to me she said I do so many times before   Hey I'm down to my last come and get me   But I wonder if I'm worth to come and get me anymore.      --- Instrumental ---      The promises I made to her Lord knows I tried to keep   But there's always somethin' somewhere makes the strongest man get weak   And there ain't no use in runnin' and there's nowhere left to hide   When you drunk up all your promises and passed away your pride.      And I'm down to my last come and get me   Just to me she said I do so many times before   Hey I'm down to my last come and get me   But I wonder if I'm worth to come and get me anymore.      Well, I wonder if I'm worth to come and get me anymore...