Standard (EADGBE)

I'm mostly sober these days

I dunno whatcha heard

I only drink on stage

 I only smoke to burn

Away the frivilous things

To write the syllable swings

To fight the urge to go swimmin in the criminal springs

Mostly happy these days

Dunno if you read

Between the lines I wrote

 And the lines dread to cross over

It's a long way back

When I'm sunk in the saddle and I'm circlin' the cul-de-saq

Mostly understand why you couldn't stay

Why the best of you you went and took away

Girl those eyes they be shining like a cigarette

You light 'em up I breathe 'em in until theres nothing left

 So don't believe the hype or the flowin' hyperbole

Mighta done the crime but I never did the perjury

Wait for the dust cloud to settle on the rhetoric

Even if you rush now you'll never get ahead of it

Tip my cup

I tip my cup over

 No I ain't got luck I'm just a three leaf clover

 I keep my feet on the narrow and the straight

 And I ain't too stoned to say

I'm mostly sober these days

I'm mostly sober these days

I dunno whatcha seen

I only drink to sleep

I only sleep to dream

Away the cries and the calls I've been listenin'

Put a hole in the walls I'm imprisoned in

I'm mostly lonely these days

I dunno where you went

Who you call your friends

Or how your time gets spent

And my last on a ticket back home

One way trip down an east bound road

I'm mostly crazy these days

When I think of you

While the earth it shakes

Girl your aim stays true

Bullseye honey right down the center of

Straight shot through the heart of a sinners love

So don't believe the hype or the flowin' hyperbole

Mighta done the crime but I never did the perjury

Wait for the dust cloud to settle on the rhetoric

Even if you rush now you'll never get ahead of it

Tip my cup

I tip my cup over

No I ain't got luck I'm just a three leaf clover

I keep my feet on the narrow and the straight

And I ain't too stoned to say

I'm mostly sober these days

I'm mostly sober these days

Mostly sober these days

I'm mostly sober these days

I dunno whatcha heard

I only drink on stage

I only smoke to burn

Away the frivilous things

To write the syllable swings

To fight the urge to go swimmin in the criminal springs

I'm mostly sober these days

I'm mostly sober these days