From The Bottle To The Bottom — текст песни (Kristofferson Kris)

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 meaning of the words
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
Chorus:
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
or give a tankerous 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
Chorus:
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