My shadow and I have decided to split
    We're getting in each other's way;
For several months now he's wanted to quit,
He says I'm a boring old stay-at-home git,
Without the ambition, the courage, or wit,
     To ever make anything pay.

He says when his servitude's over and done
     He's gonna live life on a whim,
He wants to make most of his time in the sun,
Meet beautiful women and carry a gun,
There's even a chance I could share in the fun,
      If willing to trail after him.