Your kind of living has got me to wishing that I had never even heard your name

While my name you're wearing with barroom trash a sharing

Dragging it down down down just as low as you can

Your kind of living has got me to giving consideration to leavin' this old town

Your kind of living I want to leave behind while I've still got my right mind

[ piano + guitar ]

Your barroom friends can't help what's left of the woman I once loved

Behind my back I'm a leaving all the troubles you're giving

Cause I'm tired tired tired of your kind of living

Your kind of living...