Low down leaving sun done
Did everything that needs done
Woe is me why can't I see
I best be leaving well enough alone
Them neon black nights couldn't stay out of fights
Keep a haunting me in memories
There is one in every crowd for crying out loud
Why was it always turning out be me
Where does it go the good Lord only knows
It seems like it was just the other day
I was down at Green Gables hawking them tables
And generally blowing all my hard earned pay
Piano rolled blues danced holes in my shoes
There weren't another other way to be
For love-able losers no account boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me
Repeat # 3 & 4