I Drink

(Mary Gauthier & Crit Harmon)



He'd get home at five-thirty

Fix a drink and sit down in his chair

Pick a fight with momma

Complain about the kids gettin' in his hair.

At night he'd sit alone and smoke

I'd see his frown behind the lighters flame

Now that same frowns in my mirror

I got my daddy's blood inside my veins.



Chorus:

Fish swim, birds fly

Daddy's yell, momma's cry

Old men sit and think

I drink.



Chicken TV dinner

Six minutes on defrost, three on high

Beer to wash it down, then another

Some whiskey on the side

It's not so bad alone here

It don't bother me that every night's the same

I don't need another lover hangin' around

Tryin' to make me change.



Chorus:

Fish swim, birds fly

Lovers leave, by and by

Old men sit and think,

I drink.



I know what I am

But I don't give a damn.



Chorus:

Fish swim, birds fly

Daddy's yell, momma's cry

Old men sit and think

I drink.



I drink...