Of All Possible Worlds

I was runnin' through the summer rain tryin' to catch that evenin' train

And kill that old familiar pain weaving through my tangled brain

But when I tipped my bottle back I smacked into a cop I didn't see

That policeman said Mr Cool if you're ain't drunk then you're a fool

I said well if that's against the law then tell me why I never saw

A man locked in that jail of yours who wasn't just as lowdown poor as me

Well that was when someone turned out the lights, And I wound up in jail to spend the nights

And dream of all the wine and lonely girls in this best of all possible worlds

Well I woke up next morning feelin' like my head was gone

And like my thick old tongue was lickin' somethin' sick and wrong

And I told that man I'd sell my soul if somethin' wet and cold is that old cell

That kindly jailer just grinned at me all eaten up with sympathy

Then he bought himself another beer and came and whispered in my ear

That booze was just a dime a bottle boy you couldn't even buy the smell

I said I knew there was somethin' I liked about this town

But it takes more than that to bring me down down down down

But there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls in this best of all possible worlds

Well they finally came and they told me they was a gonna set me free

And I'd be leavin' town if I knew what was good for me

I said it's nice to learn that everybody's so concerned about my health

I said I won't be leavin' no more quicker than I fastly can

Cause I've enjoyed about this much of this as I can stand

And I don't need this town of yours more than I never needed nothin' else

Ha ha cause there's still a lotta drinks that I ain't drunk

Lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't never thought o