You ask me if I'm happy now
That's good as any joke I've heard
It seems since I seen you last
I done forgot the
meaning of the words
If happiness is empty rooms
And drinking in the afternoon
Well I suppose I'm happy
As a clown
But if it's got a thing to do
With smiling or forgetting 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
Had soaked the papers
He'd been putting 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 losing 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 tinkers damn if I don't call
I'm living like I wanted to
And doing things I want to 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
Had soaked the papers
He'd been putting 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 losing you