Fate Of A Fool

Spending my life in a cold hard bar-room

Drinking that long black whisky down

I play the guitar, for me it's a living

Well, I know, just a hanging-around

Dancing girls, oh, they drive me crazy

All they want is a fancy name

Don't you know is I might not make it

That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man

Yeah, bow down to the palace of pleasure

Honky-tonk, where I come from

Smoke's so thick I can't imagine

Wine flows fast by the rule of a gun

One of these mornings it'll come up Sunday

I won't have a good time again

That time ain't now, it's a whole new dream

That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man

One more night, one more dollar

One more song, can you do it again?

I don't know, I may not make it

That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man

That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man