He Was Just The Average Kind Of Guy You Find Hanging Round The Bar
By The Way He Listened To Our Band I Knew He Played Guitar
So When The Show Was Over I Just Had To Talk To Him
Shook His Hand Said How You Doing He Just Answered With A Grin
He Said Can I Buy You Something I Said No Thanks I Don't Drink
Then The Strangest Look Came Across His Face And He Looked At Me And Weeped
He Said I Joined AA Just Last Year It Sure Been Mighty Rough
One Drink Is One Too Many And A Thousand's Not Enough
I Said Why Come To A Place Like This You Must Be Living In Pure Hell
He Said I Played Guitar Some Years Ago And They Say I Played It Well
Music Was My Only Love But I Just Had To Give It Up
One Drink Is One Too Many And A Thousand's Not Enough
So I Gave Him My Guitar Said Won't You Please Play Me A Song
He Shook His Head Said I Just Couldn't I Haven't Played One For So Long
So I Coaxed Him Just A Little More And He Finally Gave Up
Sang A Song Of One's Too Many And A Thousand's Not Enough
So Now I Understand It As He Plays And Sings His Song
And I Know It's Through The Grace Of God He's Found Where He Belongs
I Know That He Was Drowning Once But For The Last Time He's Come Up
He Said One Is One Too Many And A Thousand's Not Enough
Yes He Said One Is One Too Many And A Thousand's Not Enough