In spite of my planning,
My worry and my labor,
My wife skipped town
With my next-door neighbor;
And my girfriend left
With a slick city dude;
And my truck broke down;
And my landlord sued–
And my dog died.
Yeah, my dog died
I’m gonna drink myself silly
And it won’t take long
Till I’m the local hero
In a country fried song.
I got no future says the five-buck gypsy;
And my boss fired me for coming in tipsy;
And I swallowed my teeth in a barroom brawl;
And my good for nothin’ friends
Won’t visit me or call;
And my dog died.
Yeah, my dog died.
I’m gonna drink myself silly
And it won’t take long
Till I become immortal
In a country fried song.