jerry garcia
drink up and go home
You sit there a-crying, crying in your beer You think you got troubles, my friend listen here  Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home I'm fresh out of prison, six years in the pen Lost my wife and family, no one to call friend Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home  Now there sits a blind man, so blind he can't see Do you think he's complaining, why should you and me? Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home  I'm fresh out of prison, six years in the pen Lost my wife and family, no one to call friend Don't tell me your troubles, I've got enough of my own Be thankful you're living, drink up and go home