Lyrics:

Hey there, buddy, why the old long face?
Get to lookin' like you lost the race
Get to lookin' like you didn't place at all
Well, I heard you've been running with a wilder cast
Playin' hard and livin fast
And for a while you had a blast
You were feeling ten feet tall
You're gonna be alright, you'll be fine
You can have a nickel outta my last dime
The moon is bright and you're alright down here

Your intention's good and well
Pave a little on the road to hell
Flew a little high and fell
You were smiling all the while
Well, you tried so bad just to be good
Hold your cards and you knock on wood
A little harder than anyone should
But hey, that's just your style
You're gonna be alright, you'll be fine
You can have a nickel outta my last dime
The moon is bright and you're alright down here

Aw, you shot the moon and you wound up set
Ain't I taught you how to hedge a bet?
Hate to say it, but it's what you get
A right hook to the jaw
We all still think you're great
I'm gonna have to shoot you straight
You go to fishin' or you cut some bait
Take a hammer to the wall
You'll be alright, you'll be fine
You can have a nickel outta my last dime
The moon is bright and you're alright down here
You're gonna be alright, you'll be fine
You can have a nickel outta my last dime
Don't go wasting too much time down here