I'm sorry my dear

I'm sorry my dear this was not my year
I do fear that the end is near
you picked a winner I'm nothing but a sinner
your getting thinner because I'm no good  I never brought home dinner
I got to pack my bags not much just some old rags
a few dollars you can have and my tags Absolutely nothing to be proud off or brag  You and sweat pea take the car remember 2nd gear drags
I take the bike  you know it's what I like I got a long ride trip then a long hike you take care of old spike 
He is a good dog but he is old he always listens plus he does what he is told This place is hot  so go to grampa joes he full of spit and fire and he is bold He will take good care of you spike and sweatpea because I didn't and he has lots of gold
I'm sorry my dear I got to get it in gear time to go not.enough to drink a beer Damm my life it sucked  nothing I did was right and I was born with this dam ringing in my ear
I was cursed from the start Had no parents I lived with an old  drunk in a shack full of charts I ranawaY when I was there ten just because he stung so bad when he left one of those horrific farts 
I snuck up from behind and smashed his head with  a lead pipe Took what I could most of the food was to ripe So I had to put on a glove and reach in his pants to get his money roll Damm man no wander you stanked you were a dirty old man you never wiped 
 twenty years has passed me by Now I have to go on the fly because that clerk I shot didn't die.and now nothing left but to cry
I was surprised when I open the door and realised I was to slow and it's my time go
Your not taking me and  I drew my gun first bullet missed  then I was hit this was not fun I think I was hit  five times  before I looked at the sun Damm it's hot I dropped my gun
sorry my dear and I fell to the ground without making a sound My chest hurt so bad I out for the count  I was finally down I died  and on my face I had a frown
I'm sorry my dear