poor man soul

Poor man
soul made of whiskey and blood
poor man soul made of whiskey and
blood
sits all day in his easy chair
sits all day and cries
and he cries about
all the people out
in the cold winter snow.
and he wonders when
the time will come to see his
friends again.
yes he sits all day in his
easy chair
sits all day and cries
and he cries about
all the people out in
the cold winter snow
and he wonders when
the time will come to see
his sons again
cuz he sits all day in his
easy chair
sits all day and cries
and he cries about all the people
out in the cold winter snow
yes he wonders when his time
will come to see them all again