Sitting in the back room,
got a belly full of Scotch,
guess you could say,
I`m on the rocks.
Sitting in the back room,
got a belly full of gin,
guess you can see the state I`m in.
Sitting in the back room,
and I`m all outta luck,
and I don`t give a damn
that I`m all washed up.
Sitting in the back room,
and I`m crying like a dog.
Guess you could say
I had my lot.
And I ain`t going nowhere,
gonna sit it out tonight.
No I ain`t going nowhere,
see in the morning light.
And I ain`t going nowhere,
gonna pray to God I die
as I watch the sun go down
on those city lights.