Well I fell into prison At about a quarter till three Where I found in my cell A glass waitin' for me So I filled what was empty And I pulled up a stool But he stood in the corner The Ol' Devil wouldn't move He said, 'You drink when you're lonely.' ?No I drink when I want!? He said, 'You'll never be sober.' ?Sure why would I want that? I only drink to be merry But unfortunately? I'm in the wrong prison cell And the wrong company