Two shots of happy, one shot of sad

You think, I'm no good, I know I've been bad

And took you to a place, now you can't get back

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad Walked together down a dead end street

We were mixing the bitter with the sweet

And don't try to figure out, what we might have had

Just two shots of happy, one shot of sad I'm just a singer, some say a sinner

Rolling the dice, not always a winner

You say I've been lucky, well I've made my own

Not part of the crowd, but not feeling alone Under pressure, but not bent out of shape

Surrounded, we always found an escape

You drove me to drink, but, hey, that ain't so bad

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad Guess, I've been greedy all of my life

Greedy with my children, my lovers, my wife

Greedy for the good things as well as the bad

Two shots of happy, one shot, one shot of sad Maybe it's just talk, saloon singing

The chairs are all stacked, the swingings stopped swinging

You say, I hurt you, you put the finger on yourself

Then after you did it, you came crying for my help Two shots of happy, one shot of sad

I ain't complaining, baby, I'm glad

You call it a compromise, well, what's that?

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad