Yes, this is a mean old world
Baby, to live in by yourself
Yes, this is a mean old world
Baby, to live in by yourself
Well, you can't get the woman you love
'Cause you know she's lovin' someone else
Yes, I drink to keep from worryin'
Why will I smile to keep from cryin'?
Yes, I drink to keep from worryin'
Why will I smile to keep from cryin'?
That's to keep the public from knowin'
Just what I have on my mind
Someday, someday, baby
I'll be six feet in the grave
Someday, someday, baby
I'll be six feet in the grave
Then I won't be right here in the street, darling
Like a low down dirty slate