I don’t know what my baby's gonna say when I get home,
I know I should have gone
But the booze keeps a-flowing on,
But by now, feel like standing on my own head,
Let the booze flow out of my ears,
But I really really really should go,
'Cause I know that my baby’s back home;
My sweet woman of the dreams stop a- teasing me with your smile
I gotta keep sober, keep my mind straight from red wine,
I once did climb my mountain side, did swim the silver red seas,
And once did caught the moonbeams,
But now I have flipped to my whim.
My dear old Uncle Adam had it right, baby, from the start,
He never did get married nor did he break any poor girl’s heart,
All his life worked his fingers to the bones,
But he jumped and he came home stoned.
But you couldn’t really call it his home,
And I wish that I could be like him.