Another night of drinking

I've been sitting by the roadside
cursed with this crutch,
just longing for your sweetness
and your fine loving touch.
But I left that behind me
when you left me that day,
so I just drown my sorrow
as this time slips away.

And it's another night of drinking
to forget my evil ways.
It's another night of drinking,
just to get me through these days.
I've been thinking about you darling,
though I'm trying hard not to.
So, it's another night of drinking
to the morning, without you.

Well, you said I was cruel,
you said you couldn't take no more.
You said I never gave you nothing,
as you walked out that door.
But now I'm the one off balanced
and it feels so damn strange
as I run down this highway
with this ball and this chain.

And it's another night of drinking
to forget my evil ways.
It's another night of drinking,
just to get me through these days.
I've been thinking about you darling,
though I'm trying hard not to.
But, it's another night of drinking
to the morning, without you.

Now I might listen to my conscience
about the times that I lied
or I might lay down on the railroad tracks
and hear that train cry.
But it's a long time since yesterday
when nothing went right
and though tomorrow seems closer,
still, I can't face tonight.

And it's another night of drinking
to forget my evil ways.
It's another night of drinking,
just to get me through these days.
I've been thinking about you darling,
though I'm trying hard not to.
So, it's another night of drinking
to the morning, without you.


© 1985 Steven Clotzman - all rights reserved