ONE

ONE

The sun came up this morning
But I had nowhere to go
At least last night I could sleep
That's one in a row.

The cat came to smell my breath
But whiskey turned her away
And as I pulled on some clothes
I heard myself say:

"That's one in a row"
And I went to write it down
Could be a song someday
And I took it into town.

But my DJ friend just smiled
"It's already a song, old man"
I bought some more whiskey
Drank it inside my van.

The cat welcomed me back home
As the whiskey warmed me so
Another day had bit the dust
That's one in a row.