Chrokee sat on the same barstool
everyday 'til his wife dragged him back.
Drinking and talking about the old days,
"They don't make them anymore like that."
I did extra work in the movies for so long,
that starring role never camethrough...
Horse opera stories were my specialty,
I remember when I met the Duke.

Oh- it ain't my day...
Oh- it ain't my day...

Now I'm sixty years old
and I sit by the phone,
Every night by the light of the soaps
I'll bet my last dollar
that Jock and his sons never once
Burned their hands on a rope...

Oh- it ain't my day...
Oh- it ain't my day...

And I'm trying to, dying to,
sit back and see my old face,

Oh- it ain't my day...
Oh- it ain't my day...

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): CHARLES T. GRAY, MARC W. MORELAND