Well my gla** is on the table
And myself is in the bathroom
And my worries have all left me where I stand
And I am talking to the barmaid
Who has had a long night serving
I think she thinks I'm drunker than I am
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So it shall be, it will be written
Like the chicken scratch and writing on this wall
From dawn till dusk, from dark to daylight
There are thousand reasons we all come in the first place
Well I'm drivin' down a back road
I been winding down it real slow
I think of throwing caution to the wind
And then I look down at the steep cliff
I think again and downshift
Might not be that wise in the shape I'm in
Well my life has been a straight line
I've been following the tree line
Straight for the horizon like the sun
I've got a good wife Irene, she's always high on caffeine
Meets all of my needs except for one