There's not much to this life of mine
No adventures or fame, but no petty crimes
there's only a path of broken dreams
and it's all coming to a close it seems
there'll be plenty of dry eyes once I pass
A man who spent his life at the bottom of a glass
don't pity me, it's better than you think
I'm happy so long as I have one more drink
I hope there's a hell in heaven
for people like me
A hell in heaven, guess we'll see
I've not left a trail of broken hearts
but you'll find in some lives, I've played my part
Theres always that one who got away
but I was never enough for her to stay
Her father didn't think I was up to much
and those weren't impressions that I could crush
the bottle was always my one and only
her love couldn't save me, she left me lonely
I hope there's a hell in heaven
for people like me
A hell in heaven, guess we'll see
I never did nothing to make my mother cry
but I know for me she has no pride
I threw away my time, I did no right
I've lived such a simple, sad, sad life
I'll take what I got to wherever's next
I've got nobody to give whats left
don't pity me, it's better than you think
I'm happy so long as I have one more drink
I hope there's a hell in heaven
for people like me
A hell in heaven, guess we'll see
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Author:
Kenny O'Donnell (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
This has the potential for a song. Nicely written and with chorus as well.
Thanks very much Soren
You kinda find yourself singing along as you read the write, enjoyed
Thank you, and thank you for reading
You are very welcome
Sounds like it could be a song, excellent write
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