Thick and Thin by Loudon Wainwright III Lyrics

Through thick and thin, draw, lose, or win
To the bitter end you'll be a friend of mine
Right from the start, straight from the heart
Entree/ala carte, partner in crime

At home and abroad, scratched and I’ve clawed
No, I'm not over-awed by awful success
I've found the ways and the means not to go to extremes
It’s not as hard as it seems when my dreams are a mess

Section Two of the Times speaks of artistic crimes
It's all nickel and dime stuff that's timid and tame
They're not the only ones - it runs in families
Yes sometimes it bombs between daughters and moms
Sing some military sad songs, calmly drop to your knees

Through thick and thin, draw, lose or win
To the bitter end you'll be a friend of mine
Right from the start, straight from the heart
Entree/ala carte, partner in crime