Kaatskill Serenade
(by David Bromberg)

Where are the men that I used to sport with?
What has become of my beautiful town?
Wolf, my own friend, even you don't know me.
This must be the end. My house is tumbled down.

My land it was rich, but I wouldn't work it.
I guess I made a shrew of my wife.
My duty clear, I could always find some way to shirk it.
I dreamed away the best years of my life.
Seems like only this morning, I went up into the mountain
No word of warning, just her usual curse
I hated the house, with her nagging and shouting
But to be in this strange world was a thousand times worse

Where are the men that I used to sport with?
What has become of my beautiful town?
Wolf, my own friend, even you don't know me.
This must be the end. My house is tumbled down.

He called me by name. he bought me that cheaply.
He called me by name. I didn't know what to think.
I watched their loud games, and oh, I drank deeply.
Though no one had ever asked me to drink.

And you know that stolen liquor, it was sweeter than whiskey.
Many times quicker, just to put me to sleep.
That drinking with strangers can be very risky.
My sleep it was long, it was twenty years deep.

Where are the men that I used to sport with?
What has become of my beautiful town?
Wolf, my own friend, even you don't know me.
This must be the end. My house is tumbled down.