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 [Chorus] 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