I was runnin' through the summer Waiting for the evenin' To that old familiar pain Weavin' my tangled brain When I tipped my back into a cop I didn't see
That policeman said, "Mister If you ain't drunk, then a fool" I said, "If against the law me why I never saw No man locked in this jail of Wasn't just as low poor as me?"
And that's just when someone turned out the Yes, and I up in jail to spend the night And the of all the wine and lonely girls In this best of all worlds
mornin' woke up feelin' like My was really gone And like my thick old Was something sick and wrong I said, "I'd sell my soul for About as wet and cold as old cell"
That jailer looked at me All up with sympathy Then poured himself another Came and in my ear "If booze was just a dime a Boy, you couldn't buy the smell"
I said, "I knew there's something I liked about town" Oh, but it'll take than that to bring me down 'Cause there's a lot of wine and lonely girls In best of all possible worlds
Well, finally came and told me They was a set me free And I'd be leavin' If I knew was good for me I said, "It's nice to That everybody's so about my health"
But I won't be leavin' no more quicker I can And I've enjoyed as much of this as I can stand And I don't this town of yours No more than I never nothin' else"
'Cause there's still a lot of drinks I ain't drunk Yes, and lots of pretty thoughts that I thunk Oh yeah, there's still a lot of wine and lonely In this best of all worlds In this best of all possible In this best of all possible