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You ask me if I'm happy now That's good as any joke I've heard It seems since I've seen you last I done forgot the meanin' of the words If happiness is empty rooms And drinkin' in the afternoon Well I suppose I'm happy as a clown But if it's got a thing to do With smilin' of forgettin' you Well I don't guess that I could say I am Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew When the water from the weeds it soaked the papers He been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from coming through And his future feels as empty as the pockets in his pants Because he's never seen a single dream come true That's the way that I've been feeling since the day I started falling From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool Learning hard to live with losin' you You wonder if I'm better off With freedom now to do the things I choose With all my times my own and I got nothing left but sleeping time to lose There's no one here to carry on If I stay out the whole night long Or give a tankerous damn if I don't call I'm living like I wanted to And doing things I wanna do And nothing means a thing to me at all
Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew When the water from the weeds it soaked the papers He been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from coming through And his future feels as empty as the pockets in his pants Because he's never seen a single dream come true That's the way that I've been feeling since the day I started falling From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool Learning hard to live with losin' you
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