You know my door stands open
You might as well come in
Some call the seventh
The least deadly sin
So come on with the night
Bow and drink your fill
'Cause if your love don't kill me
A thousand other things will
Well, the reaper’s busy
In these fields of gold
If you could live forever
You’d just get old
I see the creeping shadow
I feel the icy chill
I know if love don’t kill me
A thousand other things will
We all know disaster
Is just a step behind
If you could read that list
Who knows what you’d find?
One day you’ll see it coming
And you’ll welcome it still
Because if love don’t kill you
A thousand other things will
So pour me out some whiskey
And have a glass yourself
No need to put the bottle
Back on the shelf
There’s a bluebird singing
On the windowsill
And if your love don’t kill me
A thousand other things will
