Songtext von Drunken Nights In The City

I'll tell you a story about a night in the town It started off drinking and fighting By the time a was through I'd near worn out my shoes I had visited every known dive All the lights in the alley Fall dim on the ground, when your trying to see your Way home. And the all night ladies In their perfume so fine Wont leave a poor boy alone Well the paths of the gambler Are kneeded too thin When the cards are all spread on the floor. The six and the seven I needed to win And you can't call the bluff any more So you stand to your feet And you figure discretely The best way to pay what you owe And she hands you a line Tells you thanks for the time 'You might have brought brains to the show.' Chorus: Drunken nights on the city Are showing their toes They'll take you for all that you owe You can't judge a book And you can't judge a crook Down where the men, they can't go By early the next morning I rose up to tight My eyes were as red as the light My pockets were empty And so was my heart And I promised to put things right So I went to the preacher I fell on my knees I asked the preacher To right all my wrongs But he just shook his head And looked sorry when he said 'You've been on the drink far too long