I've been struggling,
oh for so many years,
trying to find my feet back on the road,
I've been spending my time with whiskey
and wine, till' the sun is shining or closing time.

My reflection has seen better years,
If it's possible, I might drown in my tears.
Where I am there is no sky, and I probably
in this place will die. The sound of another
round is to come, I've found my place
and it's in this stool I belong.

A place to call home, cause I'm here
all the time. My soul isn't dark, cause
it's filled with wine. But it's also true
that Jack Daniel's a friend of mine.
No trouble sleeping cause
I'm wake all the time,

I'm not forsaken, there's no one to blame
you've must mistaken me, with some other
guy. Cause I'm only laughing there's no reason to cry.