Three Swallows

We set out on that rainy morning

So far willing to both resign

All damn day it just kept on pouring

Since then I ain’t seen you dry your eyes

I ain’t got none of that fancy learning

Make my living with my hands and tools

I might not always keep them home fires burning

But I do my best to be no rich man’s fool

Sit down next to me by this muddy river

Let’s cast our troubles to the darkest deep

All this sorrow ain’t necessary

We’re both here trying to find some relief

I bought a pack of new Old Golds

I tore in to the cellophane

I lit one up to ease my mind

I guess I’m smoking again

I bought a bottle of old John Powers

Whoa how that cap did spin

Three swallows and I’m on time

I guess I’m drinking again

I don’t need nobody’s help with nothing

Said the loneliest man to live

And in the morning when I find you left

Be careful darling but go right on ahead

Away ‘cross town in a lonely motel room

Stays my baby with a last goodbye

And if I’d done all the things that I said I would

Maybe you’d still be sleeping by my side

I bought a pack of new Old Golds

I tore in to the cellophane

I lit one up to ease my mind

I guess I’m smoking again

I bought a bottle of old John Powers

Whoa how that cap did spin

Three swallows and I’m on time

I guess I’m drinking again

I bought a pack of new Old Golds

I tore in to the cellophane

I lit one up to ease my mind

I guess I’m smoking again

I bought a bottle of old John Powers

Whoa how that cap did spin

Three swallows and I’m on time

And I’m drinking again