From The Bottle To The Bottom

You ask me if I'm happy now that's good as any joke I've heard It seems that since I've seen you last I done forgot the meanin' of the word If happiness is empty rooms and drinkin' in the afternoon Well I suppose I'm happy as a clam 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 has soaked the paper He's been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' through And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants Because he's never seen a single dream come true That's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started falling From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool Learnin' 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 nothin' left but sleepin' time to lose There's no one here to carry on If I stay out the whole night long Give a cankerous damn if I don't call I'm livin' like I wanted to and doin' things I wanna do And nothin' 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 soaked the paper He's been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' through And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants Because he's never seen a single dream come true That's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started falling From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool Learnin' hard to live with losin' you