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Thompson Richard Rumor And Sigh God Loves A Drunk Will there be any bartenders up there in Heaven? Will the pubs never close, will the glass never drain No more D.T.'s and no shakes And no horrors Very next morning you feel right as rain O God loves a drunk, the lowest of men With the dogs in the street and the pigs in the pen But a drunk's only trying to get free of his body And soar like an eagle high up there in heaven His shouts and his curses are just hymns and praises To kick-start his mind now and then O God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen Does God really care for your life in the suburbs A dull little life of dull little things and bring up the babies to be just like Daddy And maybe you'll be there when He gives out wings But God loves a drunk, although he's a fool He wets in his pants and he falls off his stool He can't hear the insults and whispers go by him As he leans in the doorway and sings Sally Racket Can't feel the cold rain beat down on his body And soak through his clothes to the skin O God loves a drunk, come raise up your glasses, amen Will there be any pen-pushers up there in Heaven? Does clerking and wage-slaving win you God's love I pity you worms with your semis and pensions If you think that'll get you to the kingdom above But God loves a drunk, although he's a clown You can't help but laugh as he gags and falls down He don'T give a cuss for what people think of him He screams at his demons alone in the darkness He's staying alive for just one more pint bottle Won't you throw him few pennies, friend God loves a drunk, for ever and ever, amen -------------------------------------------------------- |
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