Song A Week 2016 - The Drunken Fool - February 22, 2016

Here's a little hillbilly number I wrote some time back that doesn't see the light of day too much.

The Drunken Fool

words and music by David P. Smith

Outside my bedroom window

there's an old old weeping willow

while I sleep he steals my dreams

and spills them on my pillow

When I wake in the morning

with my emptied out old head

it takes me an hour or two

to figure out I ain't dead

Now my heart likes to bellow

from inside his bloody cave

I pay no attention

I know not what he craves

I just get up in the morning

watch clocks go round and round

while I walk around in circles

in this two bit tinkle town

I got no stories to tell

just episodes and incidents

an odd twist of fate an outburst

an empty coincidence

And I got no songs to sing

was never good with dirty jokes

when it comes to witty repartee

I don't have a hope

I'm irritated and quickly bored

by the monkeys and the mules

but if you ply me with your whiskey

I'll play the drunken fool