Ninety Nine

It doesn't take long, look up down the road, to know that you're gone, try to look kind, a smile in your load, the stars show the time, while you keep strong, the soul has windows, to let oout its song, you'll walk the miles, away from home, your face alive, just rolling along, you'll hear the cock crow, to know what's been wrong, if the sun doesn't shine, when away on the blow, nothing stops the fire, so you're not around, hold what you own, you've no need going, or beg for a loan.