All I need is another drink
and one more line of coke
to get me through this wretched night
of drugs and drink and dope
thankfully, from stupidity
I was caught in the act
honestly I binged for twelve years
before my brain was wracked
entered into recovery
knew this was not for me
Mad as a hatter and barmy
making amends with glee
after I got my head on straight
tried to join the Army
decided I was wrong-headed
and sought out the Navy
How they laughed when they saw my face
I was a wreck for years
angels of mercy couldn't help
a sad sack full of tears
terrible with my decisions
I was still a winner
taught as a youth to ride horses
I put two thousand down
even a long-shot as Rich Strike
could win at Churchill Downs
reason told me eighty-to-one
could make a clown not frown
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