Well it's cold outside and this cabin ain't much warmer
See I'm up in the hills just waitin' out this storm
And I'm guardin' my heart like it's gold and it's the year of '49
And I'm on my own and it's been that way a while
I don't talk too much all I ever do is smile
'Cause I'm savin' my breath like it's bread and it's the year of '33
And these are strange times
And I got a strange mind
And I've been wonderin'
If we'll be alright
Just gotta hold on to what I got
And if God made me there isn't all that much to see
I'm just a ramblin' kid with a little something up his sleeve
I've been pickin' my way through
This life like it's some kind of bad dream
I go on and off, and off and on and on and off
I don't call the shots, so sometimes I get pissed off
It's like we're stranded in the desert waitin' on that rainy weather
That won't come
And these are strange times
And I got a strange mind
And I've been wonderin'
If we'll be alright
Just gotta hold on to what I got
We should all get drunk sometimes, just talk about these feelings
We'll go down the line, it'll be a kind of healin'
Like they did when life was easy
And the big machines weren't chokin' up the sky
But I know that you don't care, mr. Big shot way up there
Just know that a paycheck full of zeroes and all that palmade in your hair
Will never save you from the gutter, 'cause you're just like all the others
In the end
And these are strange times
And I got a strange mind
And I've been wonderin'
If we'll be alright
Just gotta hold on to what I got
Just gotta hold on to what I got
Just gotta hold on to what I got
Just gotta hold on to what I got
