Sick Sober And Sorry
Oh sick sober and sorry
Broke disgusted and sad
Sick sober and sorry
But look at the fun that i’ve had
I met with a gal in a tavern
Oh what a beautiful dream
We had three or four then had several more
And that's when i went off my beam
The jukebox so loudly was playing
Each couple having a ball
But of all of them gals their sweethearts and pals
I'll bet i'm the sickest of all
The clock on the wall said it’s later
In fact it was twenty to four
In spite of my pride they kicked me outside
They locked and they bolted the door
Writer/s: Eddie Hazelwood / Tex Atchison
