I Don't Get Out Much Anymore lyrics

Moonlight in my Martini I've been fighting in the war Like some beleaguered soldier Don't know what he's fighting for Excuse my righteous indignation Served the system with the best Screamed blue murder down some dappled sunlight hillside This golden medal Tarnished on my chest Chorus ~ And the phone won't ring I'm sure And the cat scratch at the door Without you I'm poor I don't get out much anymore And then the devil came to paradise Where he always did his worst And now my luck is changing It's gone from bad to cursed Chorus + I don't get out much anymore Chorus + I don't get out much anymore I don't get out much anymore