SAG, DRAG AND FALL
(Massey - Gillilland)
SID KING AND THE FIVE STRINGS (Columbia 21449, 1955)

Too stiff to flip, too pooped to flop
I'd die if I try to fly
I tell my friends that I can't roll no more
I tell my friends that I can't roll no more
My wheels are flat, my bearings kinda wore
I like to be able to give these cats a try
I like to be able to give these cats a try
But I'm too stiff to flip, too pooped to flop
I'd die if I try to fly
I just sag, drag and fall
Can't have no fun at all
I just sag, drag and fall
Can't have no fun at all
I'm so tired I never have a ball

I used to dance the whole night long it's true
I used to dance the whole night long it's true
I can't do now the things I used to do
Well I can't rock to save my dog-gone soul
No I can't rock to save my dog-gone soul
But I'm too shocked to shake, too rusty to rattle
And a little too square to roll
I just sag, drag and fall
Can't have no fun at all
I just sag, drag and fall
Can't have no fun at all
I'm so tired I never have a ball
Too stiff to flip, too pooped to flop
I'd die if I try to fly
Sag, drag and fall
Yeah sag, drag and fall
Oh, sag drag and fall