So I count my blessings in this world of sin / The holes in the walls let the cold come in / Could I use your skin to keep me warm / So I might make it through the night (Alejandro Escovedo)

I’m just a lonesome ol‘ rounder / Darkness grows, and then it’s gone / And at the end of this lonely road / Those deeds you’ve done they say you’ll never go home / Some folks are guided by the love they share / But darkness called and left me unaware (Mandolin Orange)