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