Bye Bye Baby

You laughed and called me lucky. For having you around. And you stepped up to the bar. And stated swaying. . The crowd all sang of failures. We drank another round.

Bottle In My Hand

Well, I followed my feet all across this land. A tune in my heart and a bottle in my hand. From the cold, cold East to the woods out West. Ain't no home, just lucky I guess.

Beaumont