1946 The Roving Bartender by Bill Kelly

THE ROVING BARTENDER

TODAY AND TOMORROW

When your heels hit hard and your head feels queer And your thoughtsfoam up like a glass of beer. When your knees feel weak and your voice feels strong And you laugh like hell at some damn fool song You're drunk by gosh! You're drunk. When you walk o'er the garment littered door. The morning after the night before. And you think for a drink you'd cut all ice You feel in your pocket but haven't the price; When the clink of the ice in the pitcher tall Is the sweetest sound to your ears of all, .\

You're sobering up by gosh!

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