Best Of All Possible Worlds

I was runnin’ through the summer rain

And kill that old familiar pain

But when I tipped my bottle back

I smacked into a cop I didn’t see

That policeman said Mr. Cool

I said well if that’s against the law

A man locked in that jail of yours

Who wadn’t just as lowdown poor as me

Well that was when someone turned out the lights

And I wound up in jail to spend the nights

And dream of all the wine and lonely girls

In this best of all possible worlds

Well I woke up next morning

And like my thick old tongue was lickin’

And I told that man I’d sell my soul

If somethin’ wet and cold is that old cell

That kindly jailer just grinned at me

Then he bought himself another beer

That booze was just a dime a bottle boy

You couldn’t even buy the smell

I said I knew there was somethin’ I liked about this town

But it takes more than that to bring me down down down down

But there’s still a lot of wine and lonely girls

In this best of all possible worlds

Well they finally came and they told me

And I’d be leavin’ town

I said it’s nice to learn that

Everybody’s so concerned about my health

I said I won’t be leavin’

Cause I’ve enjoyed about

And I don’t need this town of yours

More than I never needed nothin’ else

Cause there’s still a lotta drinks that I ain’t drunk

Lots of pretty thoughts that I ain’t never thunk oh yeah

Lord there’s still so many lonely girls

In this best of all possible worlds