She left you 1958nWhen the thought of another fifteen yearsnWas more than she could facenBut did you miss her much well heynYou never gave her too much thoughtnIn your newspaper greynSo waste away to Morro BaynYou never got around to yesterdaynBut money is for taking yesnAnd rich is what to be forsakennGrey and giving it awaynAnd even jesus has a pricenYou’re making credit card donations to television faith healersnBorn again missionaries come to Morro BaynThey saved your body but your mind heynAnd everything you earnednYou’re going to throw it all awaynAnd waste away tomorrownC.A. is where everybody falls down off the wagon under the wheelsnRemember 1970nWhen the thought of a day without a drinknWas more than you could facenBut did you miss her much well heynYou never gave her too much thoughtnIn your newspaper greynSo waste away to Morro BaynSaved your body but your mind paidnBut money is for taking yesnAnd rich is what to be forsakennGrey and giving it awaynYou’re going to hurt somebody if you cannYou’re going to make somebody understandnBaby you’re a rich mannBaby you’re a rich man