I was down at Green Gables and hawking them tables
Where does it go? The good Lord only knows
For lovable losers, no account boozers
There weren't another other way to be
I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables
Seems like it was just the other day
And generally blowing all my hard earned pay
For lovable losers and no account boozers
And honky tonk heroes like me
Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
Seems like it was just the other day
And honky tonk heroes like me
Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes
And generally blowing all my hard earned pay
I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables
Where does it go? The good Lord only knows
Where does it go? The good Lord only knows
Well is one in every crowd for crying out loud
I'd best be leaving well enough alone
There weren't another other way to be
Generally blowing all my hard earned pay
Woe is me, why can't I see?
Keep a-haunting me in memories
For them lovable losers and no account boozers
There weren't another other way to be
Them neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights
Why was it always turning out to be me?
And seems like it was just the other day
