I just want to drink whiskey
Smoke unfiltered cigarettes
And sing the blues

A man in the corner does it,
Sips his booze
Smokes his cheap smoke
Wails and moans
With his smooth wooden god

Wail and Moan
I know them well
Wail met me at a bar miles from home
She said hello
I took a sip
She said goodbye
I woke up with Moan

3 a.m.
God sits in my lap
Nothing but prayer from lips
Correction
Prayer but nothing

A old white man drives by in an old cadillac
A red hat and short white beard
An unrellenting African beauty in the back seat
The top is down
Slow country, with a hint of bluegrass
I've never seen such hollow eyes
I've never seen such beautiful cheeks

2:10 a.m.
My heart beats in my chest
My pen and paper in front of me
I sit on a couch
They sit on the table five feet away
Pacifico Clara, smooth yet bitter lager
Yellow, Mexican, ten dollars
Lazy man's whiskey
Not a priest's drink
Not in the South anyway

1:51 a.m.
An old chevy fires up outside my house
Must be mine
I hope they steal it
I don't know who to give it to anyway
The seat is held on by a broken shock
A piece of wood
And an old man with a strong tremor
Must be one of them new fangled diseases.

2:14 a.m.
Grand Funk Railroad
She's some kind of wonderful
Sweet little woman like mine
Can I get a witness

2:15 a.m.
All I want do is drink this nice Tequila
But I don't want to wake up this nice

2:16 a.m
All I want to do is drink this Whiskey
All I want to do is smoke this unfiltered camel
Turkish and domestic blend
So much history rapped up in this paper
Damn, it has a filter

2:21 a.m
Poured the whiskey
Lit the cigarette
I'll survive the filter
I didn't survive the search from the fire

All I want to do is drink whiskey
Till my throat doesn't feel it anymore

All I want to do is smoke these cigarettes
Until the whiskey smells like honey

All I'll do is play these blues
With my whiskey and cigarettes voice
Deep and hollow

And drive away with my gaunted cheeks
Smooth green eyes
And African beauty not in the back
But at my side.