[Intro]



[Verse 1]
    
You ask me if 

I'm happy now 
              
That's good as

              
 any joke I've

 
 heard

It seems since I've seen you last 
              
I done forgot 

              
the meaning of

     
 the word
   
If happiness i

s empty rooms 

'n drinkin' in

 the afternoon
              
Well I suppose

              
 I'm happy as 

  
a clam
    
But if it's go

t a thing to d

o with smilin'

 or forgettin'

 you
              
Well, I don't 

              
guess that I c

           
ould say I am


[Chorus]
    
Did you ever s

ee a down and 

outer wakin' u

p alone
              
Without a blan

              
ket on to keep

              
 him from the 


dew

When the water from the weeds had soaked the papers
              
He's been putt

              
in' in his sho

              
es to keep the

              
 ground from c

      
omin' through

And his future feels as empty as the pockets in his pants
              
Because he's n

              
ever seen a si

              
ngle dream com

  
e true
           
That's the way

 that I've bee

n feelin'

Since the day I started fallin'

From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
              
Learnin' hard 

              
to live with l

      
osin' you


[Interlude]
  


[Verse 2]
    
You wonder if 

I'm better off

 with freedom 
              
Now to do the 

         
things I choos

e

Well, all my time's my own and I got nothin' left 
              
But sleepin' t

       
ime to lose
        
There's no one

 here to carry

 on if I stay 

out the whole 

night long
              
'n give a tink

              
er's damn if I

       
 don't call
    
I'm livin' lik

e I wanted to 

and doin' thin

gs I wanna do
              
And nothin' me

              
ans a thing to

       
 me at all


[Chorus]
    
Did you ever s

ee a down and 

outer wakin' u

p alone
              
Without a blan

              
ket on to keep

              
 him from the 


dew

When the water from the weeds had soaked the papers
              
He's been a-pu

              
ttin' in his s

              
hoes to keep t

              
he ground from

        
 comin' throug

h

And his future feels as empty as the pockets in his pants
              
Because he's n

              
ever seen a si

              
ngle dream com

  
e true
           
That's the way

 that I've bee

n feelin'

Since the day I started fallin'

From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
              
Learnin' hard 

              
to live with l

      
osin' you

[Outro]