Poor Songtext
von Drew Fish Band

Woke up this morning about 10 am
Back on the road to play those same old songs again
A fifth of whiskey and this old guitar
My nightly run from bar to bar

Then it′s back home again
Just enough money to pay my rent
Fridge is empty there's mail by the door
More bills this life cannot afford
Damn, I′m really poor

Last night's run had to come to an end
One more shot of whiskey to forget it all again
The more that I drink, the better I feel
'till tomorrow morning when everything is real


Then it′s back home again
Just enough money to pay my rent
Fridge is empty there′s mail by the door
More bills this life cannot afford
Damn, I'm really poor

When I′m drinking whiskey, it always goes away
Chasing dreams I know I'll get there some day
Too much whiskey, too much gasoline
The only thing that I′ve got left are these broken songs I sing

Then it's back home again
Just enough money to pay my rent
Fridge is empty there′s mail by the door
More bills this life cannot afford
Damn, I'm really poor