Ode to Hank

Well I drink to forget, and I cry to survive
I’d like to say I’m happy, but I will not tell a lie
You say, that life’s just daisies. That life’s just one big open door
But darling don’t you know that you ain’t ever seen bad luck like mine before?

Well I fell out of bed, tripped upon my crooked floor
Was late to work again, boss said he won’t need me no more
Feels like they put a hex on me. Or maybe two, or three, or four
Ha! What a waste of time, cuz they ain’t ever seen bad luck like mine before

Well, my baby ran away. Said he can’t love no one no more
But when I turn around he’s kissing Susie from next door
Feels like every page I write, it just gets wet and torn
Even my mama says she’s sorry, cuz she ain’t ever seen bad luck like mine before

Well, I told this to a man who was wrinkled, old, and gray
He just looked at me and said, some things don’t go your way
But what he don’t understand is that I’m just stuck out here on this killing floor
Even those men who’ve been to war, they ain’t ever seen bad luck like mine before