Farewell to the whiskey, tobacco and smoke,
Farewell to the rum and occasional coke,
Farewell to the girls who came ready to play,
For this is the end of my wandering ways.
verse 1
Woke up one morning to the slam of a door,
My lady had left me, she could take it no more,
The note on the table in black and white told,
My wandering ways had left her heart cold.
verse 2
Verse 5
There's lots to be said for being out on the tear,