Proud Souls

Got drunk by myself last night

& they say that's no way to make things right

I just didn't have anything better to do

The dog was asleep on the living room rug

And I watched a show about a crime of drugs

Punished a bottle of bourbon until it was through

I don't care that I can't sleep

I'd just as soon stay up all week

Might get some things done while others dream

The heater broke and the room got cold

And my knees and ankles say I'm getting older

The phone finally rang but it wasn't for me

If everyone should be together

I guess no one would be alone

That's a lot of tradeoffs in the end

Somewhere in the fields of heaven

Proud Souls laugh and love together

Some where between passion and losing friends

Sleep finally came but I woke up alone

And my head was next to the telephone

A gave the sun a cussing as I drew the shade

One thing that seems always true

When I'm hung over the sky is blue

A rough night for me makes a hell of a day

I believe in ghost and democracy

And that each man should leave his legacy

That mans work great or be it small

But I don't believe in everything

Like the designated hitter, or that diamond rings

Can make love last for ever for one and all

Somewhere between passion and losing friends