Roger Miller Best of all Possible Worlds Letras:
I was runnin' through the summer rain tryin' to
catch that evenin' train And kill that old
familiar pain weevin' through my tangled brain But
when I tipped my bottle back I smacked into a cop
I didn't see That policeman said Mr Cool if you're
ain't drunk then you're a fool I said well if
that's against the law then tell me why I never
saw A man locked in that jail of yours who wadn't
just as lowdown poor as me Well that was when
someone turned out the lights And I wound up in
jail to spend the nights And dream of all the wine
and lonely girls in this best of all possible
worlds Well I woke up next morning feelin' like my
head was gone And like my thick old tongue was
lickin' somethin' sick and wrong And I told that
man I'd sell my soul if somethin' wet and cold is
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that old cell That kindly jailer just grinned at
me all eaten up with sympathy Then he bought
himself another beer and came and whispered in my
ear That booze was just a dime a bottle boy you
couldn't even buy the smell I said I knew there
was somethin' I liked about this town But it takes
more than that to bring me down down down down But
there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls in
this best of all possible worlds Well they finally
came and they told me they was a gonna set me free
And I'd be leavin' town if I knew what was good
for me I said it's nice to learn that everybody's
so concerned about my health I said I won't be
leavin' no more quicker than I fastly can Cause
I've enjoyed about this much of this as I can
stand And I don't need this town of yours more
than I never needed nothin' else Ha ha cause
there's still a lotta drinks that I ain't drunk
Lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't never thought
oh yeah Lord there's still so many lonely girls in
this best of all possible worlds
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