| Lyrics: | Two shots of happy, one shot of sad
You think I'm no good, well I know I've been bad
Took
you to a place, now you can't get back
Two shots of happy, one shot of
sad
Walked together down a dead end street
We were mixing the bitter with the
sweet
Don't try to figure out what we might of had
Just two shots of happy, one shot of
sad
I'm just a singer, some say a sinner
Rolling the dice, not always a
winner
You say I've been lucky, well hell I've made my own
Not part of the crowd, but not
feeling alone
Under pressure, but not bent out of shape
Surrounded, we always
found an escape
Drove me to drink, but hey that's not all bad
Two shots of happy, one shot
of sad
Guess I've been greedy, all of my life
Greedy with my children, my
lovers, my wife
Greedy for the good things as well as the bad
Two shots of happy, one shot
of sad
Maybe it's just talk, saloon singing
The chairs are all stacked, the
swinging's stopped swinging
You say I hurt you, you put the finger on yourself
Then after
you did it, you came crying for my help
Two shots of happy, one shot of
sad
I'm not complaining, baby I'm glad
You call it a compromise, well what's that
Two
shots of happy, one shot of sad
Two shots of happy, one shot of
sad
(Happy birthday, Frank |
