DRINK ?

SOME TIMES I THINK IT’S ALL RIGHT TO DRINK
AND THE FOLLOWING STORY TELLS YOU WHY
IT’S ABOUT A MAN WHO VOWED HE’D BE DRUNK
UNTIL THE TIME CAME TO DIE

HOW HE COULD WORK IN THAT INEBRIATED STATE
I MEAN, I REALLY CAN’T SAY
BUT HIS FRIENDS SAY HE DID, AND DID A GOOD JOB
AND HE DID IT, DAY AFTER DAY

THEN ONE DAY HE DECIDED TO QUIT
AND AT NOON HE SAID, "THIS IS IT!"
AND BY NOON THE NEXT DAY, AT LEAST HIS FRIENDS SAY
HE SOBERED QUITE A BIT

AS HE STROLLED HOME THAT NIGHT
HE WALKED A STRAIGHT LINE, HE HAD A BIG GRIN ON HIS FACE
THEN SUDDENLY, THAT GRIN CHANGED TO FEAR
AS HE THOUGHT ABOUT ENTERING HIS PLACE

WHEN HE WENT IN, HE LOOKED AT HIS WIFE
SHE WAS UGLY, UGLY DEEPER THAN SKIN
IT WAS RIGHT THEN AND THERE THAT HE SWORE TO HIMSELF,
HE SAID, "SELF, YOU’LL NEVER BE SOBER AGAIN"

HE WENT OUT AND GOT A JUG AND WENT CHUG-A-LUG
AND SAID NOW THATS A GOOD WINE
HE DID IT AGAIN, THEN GOT BRAVE AND LOOKED IN
AND SAID HUN, " YOUR LOOKIN' JUST FINE"

© Darryl G. Scroggins ‘98