Low down leaving sun, i've done Did everything that needs done Woe is me, why can't i see I'd best be leaving well enough alone Them neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights Them keep a-huanting me in memories There's one in every crowd, for crying out loud Why was it always turning out to 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 loveable losers, no account boozers And honky tonk heroes like me
