I was runnin' through the summer Waiting for the train To kill old familiar pain Weavin' my tangled brain When I my bottle 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 Tell me why I saw No man locked in this jail of Wasn't as low down poor as me?"
And that's just when someone turned out the Yes, and I wound up in to spend the night And the dream of all the wine and lonely In this of all possible worlds
mornin' woke up feelin' like My was really gone And like my thick old Was lickin' something and wrong I said, "I'd sell my soul for as wet and cold as this old cell"
That kindly jailer at me All eaten up sympathy Then himself another beer and whispered in my ear "If booze was just a a bottle Boy, you couldn't buy the smell"
I said, "I knew something I liked about this town" Oh, but it'll take more than that to me down 'Cause there's still a lot of and lonely girls In this best of all possible
Well, they finally came and me was a gonna set me free And I'd be leavin' If I what was good for me I said, "It's to learn everybody's so concerned about my health"
But I won't be leavin' no more than I can And enjoyed about as much of this as I can stand And I don't this town of yours No more than I needed nothin' else"
'Cause there's still a lot of drinks that I drunk Yes, and lots of pretty thoughts that I thunk Oh yeah, there's still a lot of wine and lonely In best of all possible worlds In this best of all worlds In this best of all worlds