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Best Of All Possible Worlds Lyrics - The Little Willies - Little Willies

I was runnin' through the summer rain 

Waiting for the evenin' train 

To kill that old familiar pain 

Weavin' through my tangled brain 

When I tipped my bottle back 

Smacked into a cop I didn't see 

 

That policeman said, "Mister Cool 

If you ain't drunk, then you're a fool" 

I said, "If that's against the law 

Tell me why I never saw 

No man locked in this jail of yours 

Wasn't just as low down poor as me?" 

 

And that's just when someone turned out the lights 

Yes, and I wound up in jail to spend the night 

And the dream of all the wine and lonely girls 

In this best of all possible worlds 

 

Next mornin' woke up feelin' like 

My head was really gone 

And like my thick old tongue 

Was lickin' something sick and wrong 

I said, "I'd sell my soul for something 

About as wet and cold as this old cell" 

 

That kindly jailer looked at me 

All eaten up with sympathy 

Then poured himself another beer 

Came and whispered in my ear 

"If booze was just a dime a bottle 

Boy, you couldn't even buy the smell" 

 

I said, "I knew there's something I liked about this town" 

Oh, but it'll take more than that to bring me down 

'Cause there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls 

In this best of all possible worlds 

 

Well, they finally came and 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" 

 

But I won't be leavin' no more quicker than I can 

And I've enjoyed about as much of this as I can stand 

And I don't need this town of yours 

No more than I never needed nothin' else" 

 

'Cause there's still a lot of drinks that I ain't drunk 

Yes, and lots of pretty thoughts that I ain't thunk 

Oh yeah, there's still a lot of wine and lonely girls 

In this best of all possible worlds 

In this best of all possible worlds 

In this best of all possible worlds 

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