And what a lyric.
I must've had a million damn unlucky days But there ain't no cloud that a bottle can't chase away And I've done my deal of living, ran from place to place But when the roof comes in I don't wanna take it straightHave I mentioned wow?
They say with faith any soul can make it But hell, why should I wait Till the clouds go rain on some other sucker's parade
I've had my share of heartaches, let-downs and tricks But the everyday blues is the one thing I can't fix And I've heard those holy brethren muttering my name But it ain't no sin to drink when you're suffering
Patience, they say, is a saintly virtue But hell, why should I wait Till the clouds go rain on some other sucker's parade
When every heavy skyline just empties on your fate Sometimes keeping dry's something to celebrate
So if the road of sin is the one I'm taking I ain't gonna stray Till the clouds go rain on some other sucker's parade
I had no idea that the Scots were even more clinically depressed than the Irish.
Have a great weekend, everybody!!!