I was running through the summer rain
Trying to catch the evening train
And kill that old familiar pain
Weaving through my tangled brain
When I tipped my bottle back
I smacked into a cup I didn't see
That policeman said, Mr. Cool
If you ain't drunk, then you're a fool
I said, if that's against the law
Tell me why I never saw
A man locked in that jail of yours
Who wasn't just as low down poor as me
Well, that was when someone turned out the lights
And I wound up in jail to spend the night
And dream of all that wine and lonely girls
In this best of all possible worlds
Well, I woke up next morning
Feeling like my head was gone
And like my thick old
Tongue was licking something sick and wrong
And I told that man I'll sell my soul
For something wet and cold, as that old said
That kindly jailer grinned at me
While eating up with sympathy
And got himself another beer
Came in whispering my ear
If booze was just a diamond bottle
Boy, you couldn't even buy the smell
I said, I knew there was something I liked about this town
But it didn't work
It takes more than that to bring me down, down, down
Cause there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls
In this best of all possible worlds
Well, they finally came and told me
They were gonna set me free
And I'd be leaving town if I knew what was good for me
I said, it's nice to learn that everybody's so concerned about my health
I said, I won't be leaving no more quicker than I can
Cause I've enjoyed about as much as this as I can stand
And I don't need this town of yours more than I ever needed
Nothing else
Cause there's still a lot of drinks that I ain't drunk
Lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't thunk, oh yeah
Lord, there's still so many lonely girls
You know I'm not the only one
In this best of all possible worlds
Lord, there's still so many lonely girls
In this best of all possible worlds
You know I'm not the only one