Drink Up And Go Home Lyrics - Bobby Bare

You sit there a crying cry in your beer 

You think you got troubles well my friend listen here 

Don't tell me your troubles I 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 fam'ly no one to call friend 

Don't tell me your troubles I got enough of my own 

Be thankful you're living drink up and go home 

Now there stands a blind man a man who can't see 

Yet he's not complaining why should you or me 

If you'd look around you I'm sure you would find 

There's folks who got troubles worst that yours and mine 

I'm fresh out of prison... 

Be thankful you're living drink up and go home