Oscar Brown Jr.
Oscar Brown Jr.
Oscar Brown Jr.
Oscar Brown Jr.
Oscar Brown Jr.
Oscar Brown Jr.
Oscar Brown Jr.
Oscar Brown Jr.
Oscar Brown Jr.
Oscar Brown Jr.
Oscar Brown Jr.
Oscar Brown Jr.
The other night, I was on Skid Row
By a liquor store sign's garish glow;
I saw a fellow I used to know a long, long time ago
He stood with the lost, with the living dead
With rumpled clothes and a reeling head
Reviewing the wasted life he'd led, and as I passed he said
"Let me tell you a story that's sad but true
About someone who just may remind you of you
Let me tell you a tale that may help you wake up and think -
Somebody buy me a drink
"It begins long ago on a happy day
With a fool who was loved, but threw love away
Who exchanged a good home for a flophouse, a bar, and the clink -
Somebody buy me a drink
(Bridge:)
"Well, to see me today, when I have hit the skids
Who would think I once had a fine wife and kids?
Yes, I was that fool, after treasure and pleasure
And love was just a game played with some other dame
"Now there's only one thing I feel certain of:
The only true treasure in life is love
Without someone to love and love you, see how low you can sink?
Somebody buy me a drink
Somebody, somebody, buy me a drink."