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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeBottle To The Bottom
You ask me if I'm happy nowThat's good as any joke I've heardIt seems since I've seen you lastI done forget the meaning of the wordsIf happiness is empty roomsAnd drinkin' in the afternoonWell I guess I'm as happy as a clamBut if it's got a thing to doWith smilin' or forgettin' youWell I don't guess that I could say I amDid you ever see a down and outer waking up aloneWithout a blanket on to keep him from the dewWhen the water from the weeds had soaked the papersHe'd been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' thoughAnd his future feels as empty as the pockets in his pantsBecause he's never seen a single dream come trueThat's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started fallingFrom the bottle to the bottom stool by stoolLearnin' hard to live with losin' youYou wonder if I'm better offWith freedom now to do the things I chooseWell all my times my own andI've got nothin' left but sleepin' time to loseThere's no one here to carry onIf I stay out the whole night longOr give a tinkers damn if I don't callI'm livin' like I wanted toAnd doin' things I wanna doAnd nothin' means a thing to me at allDid you ever see a down and outer waking up aloneWithout a blanket on to keep him from the dewWhen the water from the weeds had soaked the papersHe'd been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' thoughAnd his future feels as empty as the pockets in his pantsBecause he's never seen a single dream come trueThat's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started fallingFrom the bottle to the bottom stool by stoolLearnin' hard to live with losin' you
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