Drinking Again
Doris Tauber, Johnny Mercer
I’m drinking again
And thinking of when you loved me
I’m having a few, and wishing that
you were here
Making the rounds
And buying the rounds
For strangers
Being a fool, just hoping that
you’ll appear
Sure, I can borrow a smoke
Maybe tell some joker a bad joke
But who’s gonna laugh
At a broken heart
Oh, yeah, I’m drinking again
It’s always the same
That same old story
After the kicks there’s just little
old mixed-up me
Trying to lose a dream that
used to be
Look at me, I’m drinking again
all over town