lyric 24 : there's that, that there

i'm in the rough again, dixie cries
to no one in particular
i'm done and done..why's this seem peculiar?
i'm the last one out, as usual, you couldn't find me now
it's summer and it's hot out
my shoulder to the plow

there's that, that there
the final act has come
it aint good lookin
but who am i to judge?

she ran faster then she ever thought she could
he wasn't past her, then seems like still she stood
then again, it's over in a heartbeat
nothing like easy living to burn your little feet

there's that, that there
the final act has come
it aint good lookin
the stress and strain of keeping it undone

i'm on the outs again, dixie cries alone
she can't quite tell her there's no one on the phone
and back again, down again, she sighs
she's an angel, she's a sight for pryin eyes

there's that, that there
the final act has come
it aint good lookin
but who am i to judge?