I play this with a Hohner Special 20 in Bb; cross-harp between verses. 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! And there's songs and there's laughter and things I can do, and all that I (azchords.com)