Well a person can work up a mean mean thirst
After a hard day of nothin’ much at all
Summer’s passedit’s too late to cut the grass
There ain’t much to rake anyway in the fall
And sometimes I just ain’t in the mood
To take my place in back with the loudmouths
You’re like a picture on the fridge that’s never stocked with food
I used to live at homenow I stay at the house
And everybody wants to be special here
They call your name out loud and clear
Here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one here today?
Well a drinkin’ buddy that’s bound to another town
Once the police made you go away
And even if you’re in the arms of someone’s baby now
I’ll take a great big whiskey to ya anyway
Everybody wants to be someone’s here
Someone’s gonna show upnever fear
’cause here comes a regular
Call out your name
Here comes a regular
Am I the only one who feels ashamed?
Kneeling alongside old sad eyes
He says opportunity knocks once then the door slams shut
All I know is I’m sick of everything that my money can buy
The fool who wastes his lifeGod rest his guts
First the lightsthen the collar goes upand the wind begins to blow
Turn your back on a pay-you-backlast call
First the glassthen the leaves that passthen comes the snow
Ain’t much to rake anyway in the fall