Life Is Just A Chair of Bowlies

I am in the mood to quote some of the words from a David Allan Coe song. It is one of my favorite songs which in no way infers that I remember the name of the song but I do know these lyrics and they represent just a bit of what I am feeling today. I may be the only person to understand the correlation but that is good enough for me. So here are part of the lyrics of the song I love so much:

"Well I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in the pick-up truck
She got runned over by a damned old train

 

And I'll hang around as long as you will let me
And I never minded standin' in the rain
And you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'
You never even called me, well I wondered why you don't call me?
Why don't you ever call me by my name?"

Reading these lyrics I wonder how in the heck they fit but they do and that is about it. The last couple of days have been brutal. Simply brutal. I don't want to drink but I don't mind a song about drinking.

Peace out!