That Harry ever loved
For a name he can't remember
But he'll be there for you
Looking kinda scary
His mama called him Harold
He's in sales
Now Biloxi, he's got a sadness
Slumps down at the table
Like a dark day in December
The other was a waitress
And a one eyed dealer winnin' every hand
Feelin' like a fraction of a man
Lookin' desperate like a junkie
Wonders if he's runnin' out of time
He orders himself another beer
An old forgotten southern times
When push comes to shove
And a scholar and a schemer
With dollar signs in his eyes
Thumbing through the phone book
Sittin', playin' blackjack
In Cave Creek, Arizona
But Harry recognizes
Now Harry, he's a dreamer
Harry sips Black Label
That broke his heart
With a hooker and a tourist
Waitin' for a fix to come around
And tangled up his mind
He's gone most of the year
And he smiles through all those lies
My old friend Harry
She was one of only two women
