And his three points on the home team
Gin in his blood from a lifetime in front of some barkeep.
Jokes in his head to break up the ice at the parties
A whole lifetime trying to find someone to laugh
After the death of the punchline.
Called me a fool in L.A
I doubt that Nashville saw me coming
Besides the bar folks working late
Stuck in a time when
my mind came out my mouth
I thought that they could end
No, no it was a deception
The number of tears and the number of beers
Were dried out and uncounted for a number of years