I'm a horn player by nature,
I was born with a silver spoon and a lighter.
My lover left one faded night in the pale moonlight
With the smoke from the bar swirlin' all around her.
Look at her go!

It's gotten late, I can't see straight,
And this room is getting fuzzy.
But all the alcohol I ever saw
Never lied about how much it loved me.

Now I'm red-eyed and brain-fried watching headlights by the roadside
Selling pain pills in the moonlight.
My band is on the road and I'm stuck at home but I'm doin' alright...
I'm alright!