I am a book from the 20th century On the top of your bureau drawer And my chapters are a bit out of order now But if you are patient You can find what you are looking for I am a rough draft And I am an edit I'm the third time around And I still don't get it I was you In another life that I worked my way through I spent all my time Learning this the hard way The only way that I know how to And I'll be damned if I won't pa** That on to you Hijo There is a bookmark On page twenty-seven 'Cause I thought it might remind you of Something you were going through And there's a note in the afterword From my worst critic And I thought you Might understand what he's talking about When he said that I'm all washed out And I was you In another life that I worked my way through I spent all my time Learning this the hard way The only way that I know how to And I'll be damned if I won't pa** That on to you Hijo I hope you like the illustration I armed my hands with charcoal And drew them myself I hope you like the binding It all my life to get it To gather so well Hijo Hijo I am book from the 20th century On the top of your bureau drawer And you can file me away To read later But I may not be there Anymore