Written: Monterey Street, Farmington NM, summer 1971
Knees was just out of the army when he wrote this song on the piano. He was playing in Durango Colorado and into Neil Young and his old man songs. Knees wondered if he ought to sing the song in a Jack Crabb-like croak, but wisely opted for a more normal voice.
Brokenhearted dream keeps me movin on
Brokenhearted frame of mind
Will linger when I’m gone
I’m not gonna be the last man in this world
But even though my life was sadness
I lived to see one hundred years.
Brokenhearted love was all I ever won
A brokenhearted life
And now it’s almost done
I’m not gonna see the last day of this world
But even though my life was madness
I lived to see one hundred years.
I fought the last century
Livin fast and playin rough
It didn’t last long enough
And now it’s gettin mighty tough
To even stay alive.
One hundred years old
God have mercy on my soul.