Tom T. Hall - What Have You Got To Lose lyrics
[Tom T. Hall - What Have You Got To Lose lyrics]
Well, I've been in some bars
Where they serve it in big silver
Goblets and pewter and brass
And I've been in some joints
Where they serve it in paper cups
And maybe an old water glass
But it's always the same in
The old drinking game
When you drink and you try to forget
One woman who loved you
And another who didn't
And I ain't seen one winner yet
What have you got to lose
Try women and booze and the cigarette blues
What have you got to lose
Well, I've been in some towns
With some high rollin heavies
And I know some unknown new stars
The big equalizer is a good drink of liquor
When they all belly up to the bar
Some cry for fame, some cry for money
And some people reach for the stars
But when a honky tonk heart starts
Crying for a honky tonk
You can't get a word in edgewise
Now an old country boy just
Can't sit on the porch
And watch while the world passed by
No, he's got to be part
Of some social endeavour
So he gets him a jug and he tries
He'll play that old jukebox and
Chase them old hides
About daylight come to in his room
When that sun's coming up
He's about halfway to hell
And about half way back home around noon
Where they serve it in big silver
Goblets and pewter and brass
And I've been in some joints
Where they serve it in paper cups
And maybe an old water glass
But it's always the same in
The old drinking game
When you drink and you try to forget
One woman who loved you
And another who didn't
And I ain't seen one winner yet
What have you got to lose
Try women and booze and the cigarette blues
What have you got to lose
Well, I've been in some towns
With some high rollin heavies
And I know some unknown new stars
The big equalizer is a good drink of liquor
When they all belly up to the bar
Some cry for fame, some cry for money
And some people reach for the stars
But when a honky tonk heart starts
Crying for a honky tonk
You can't get a word in edgewise
Now an old country boy just
Can't sit on the porch
And watch while the world passed by
No, he's got to be part
Of some social endeavour
So he gets him a jug and he tries
He'll play that old jukebox and
Chase them old hides
About daylight come to in his room
When that sun's coming up
He's about halfway to hell
And about half way back home around noon