Spending my life in a cold hard bar-room

Drinking that long black whisky down

I play the guitarfor me it's a living

WellI knowjust a hanging-around

Dancing girlsohthey drive me crazy

All they want is a fancy name

Don't you know is I might not make it

That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man

Yeahbeen down to the palace of pleasure

Honky-tonkwhere I come from

Smoke's so thick I can't imagine

Wine flows fast by the rule of a gun

One of these mornings it'll come up sunday

I won't have a good time again

That time ain't nowit's a whole new dream

That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man

One more nightone more dollar

One more songcan you do it again

I don't knowI may not make it

That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man

That's the fate of a fool and a guitar man