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Drinking For A Living

by Bob Malone
From The Darkest Part of the Night (1995)

Now you can find them here
Anytime of day or night
Trapped behind the barroom shadows
While the world passes by
They’re not here to party
They got an appointment with the blues
And the drinking’s just a job to do

And somehow getting high
Became a way to survive
‘Cause a broken heart can be so unforgiving
They’ll be working all night
‘Til they check out at closing time
Yeah, they’re drinking for a living…

Now they don’t take no vacation
And they don’t mind the overtime
It’s a full time occupation
Just workin the nightly grind
Ain’t no chance for advance
They’re goin everywhere but up
But the intoxication is compensation enough

CHORUS

BRIDGE
And when it’s just one more
Between deep despair
And too drunk too care
It’s just one more
That’s never really the last one
Well, when it’s just one more
Between getting up and passing out
Then just one more working day
Is almost done

Now you know love can take away your pride
And make you feel so small
‘Til you feel like your purpose
Is just havin no purpose at all
‘Cept to work your way down
To the bottom of your glass
And chase the bottle while you’re running from your past

CHORUS

© 1995 Born Too Late Music (SESAC)