Two shots of happy, one shot of sad 

You think I'm no good, well I know I've been bad 

Took you to a place, now you can't get back 

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad



Walked together down a dead end street 

We were mixing the bitter with the sweet 

Don't try to figure out what we might of had 

Just two shots of happy, one shot of sad 



I'm just a singer, some say a sinner 

Rolling the dice, not always a winner 

You say I've been lucky, well hell I've made my own 

Not part of the crowd, but not feeling alone 



Under pressure, but not bent out of shape 

Surrounded, we always found an escape 

Drove me to drink, but hey that's not all bad 

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad 



Guess I've been greedy, all of my life 

Greedy with my children, my lovers, my wife 

Greedy for the good things as well as the bad 

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad 



Maybe it's just talk, saloon singing 

The chairs are all stacked, the swinging's stopped swinging 

You say I hurt you, you put the finger on yourself 

Then after you did it, you came crying for my help 



Two shots of happy, one shot of sad 

I'm not complaining, baby I'm glad 

You call it a compromise, well what's that 

Two shots of happy, one shot of sad 



Two shots of happy, one shot of sad