I woke up this morning feeling half dead
Tomorrow, the same damn thing
Cause the good times that I have
Always seem worth the coming down
Every time I start all over
I wind up back where I'm at now
Drinking too much to think
Getting into too many things
Taking whatever I want
No one's gonna tell me it's wrong
No one's gonna tell me I'm wrong
Now I'm down in the city just to be alone
Cause the crowded country chills me right down to the bone
All the good friends that I had
They can't stand each other now
And there's easier ways to make a dollar
Than getting criticized anyhow
Drinkin too much to think
Getting into too many things
Taking whatever I want
No one's gonna tell me it's wrong
No one's gonna tell me I'm wrong
