I was runnin' through the summer Waiting for the train To kill old familiar pain Weavin' my tangled brain When I tipped my bottle Smacked into a cop I see
That policeman said, "Mister If you ain't drunk, you're a fool" I said, "If that's the law Tell me why I 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 wound up in jail to spend the And the dream of all the and lonely girls In this best of all possible
Next woke up feelin' like My was really gone And my thick old tongue Was something sick and wrong I said, "I'd my soul for something About as wet and as this old cell"
kindly jailer looked at me All eaten up with poured himself another beer Came and in my ear "If booze was a dime a bottle Boy, you even buy the smell"
I said, "I knew something I liked about this town" Oh, but it'll take than that to bring me down 'Cause there's still a lot of wine and girls In this best of all worlds
Well, they finally and told me They was a gonna set me And I'd be leavin' If I knew what was for me I said, "It's to learn That so concerned about my health"
But I won't be leavin' no quicker than I can And I've about as much of this as I can stand And I don't need town of yours No more I never 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 this best of all possible In this best of all possible In this best of all possible