J. J. Cale - Fate of a Fool текст песни

Spending my life in a cold hard bar-room

Drinking that long black whisky down

I play the guitar, for me its a living

Well, I know, just a hanging-around

Dancing girls, oh, they drive me crazy

All they want is a fancy name

Dont you know is I might not make it

Thats the fate of a fool and a guitar man

Yeah, been down to the palace of pleasure

Honky-tonk, where I come from

Smokes so thick I cant imagine

Wine flows fast by the rule of a gun

One of these mornings itll come up sunday

I wont have a good time again

That time aint now, its a whole new dream

Thats the fate of a fool and a guitar man

One more night, one more dollar

One more song, can you do it again

I dont know, I may not make it

Thats the fate of a fool and a guitar man

Thats the fate of a fool and a guitar man