This one sung by Roy Bailey. Bruce "Utah" Phillips is from Spokane.

ALL USED UP
Utah Phillips
As recorded by Utah Phillips on "The Telling Takes Me Home" (1997)

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  I spent my whole life making somebody rich.
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  I busted my ass for that son of a bitch,
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  And he left me to die like a dog in a ditch,
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  And told me I'm all used up.

He used up my labor; he used up my time.
He plundered my body and squandered my mind,
And gave me a pension of handouts and wine,
And told me I'm all used up.

My kids are in hock to a god you call work,
Slaving their lives out for some other jerk,
And my youngest in Frisco just made shipping clerk.
And he don't know I'm all used up.

The young people reaching for power and gold
Don't have respect for anything old.
For pennies, they're bought and for promises sold.
Someday they'll all be used up.

They use up the oil; they use up the trees.
They use up the air and they use up the sea.
Well, how about you, friend, and how about me?
What's left when we're all used up?

I'll finish my life in this crummy hotel.
It's lousy with bugs and, my god, what a smell!
But my plumbing still works and I'm clear as a bell.
Don't tell me I'm all used up.

Outside my window, the world passes by,
Gives me a handout and spits in my eye.
And no one can tell me 'cause no one knows why
I'm living but I'm all used up.

Sometimes in my dreams, I sit by a tree.
My life is a book of how things used to be.
And kids gather round and they listen to me.
And they don't think I'm all used up.

And there's songs and there's laughter and things I can do,
And all that I've learned I can give back to you.
I'd give my last breath just to make it come true.
No, I'm not all used up.

They use up the oil and they use up the trees.
They use up the air and they use up the sea.
Well, how about you, friend, and how about me?
What's left when we're all used up?