Haven't though of this in years, but when I was a young man, more than 40 years ago, I met a girl that lived in Atlanta. I ended up talking with her for hours at a time over the phone. We liked each other it seemed. She finally got an opportunity to travel to Jacksonville to visit me. I got drunk and made a total ass of myself, and ruined any chance of a relationship.
When I got home that night, alone, still pretty inebriated, I sat down at the table and wrote this, not to good of a poem, but it expressed the moment.
Well, I really did it this time, got drunk and ruined all my rapport
With the only girl in the world at the time, I really cared anything for.
You think I would have learned by now, no one likes being round a sot,
And I guess I sort of proven to this girl so how that nice is what I'm not.
But that couldn't have been me saying those words, I'm not that big of a goof
I was someone else that night inside
I call him the phantom of 86 proof
It's sort of like Jekell and Hyde.
Will I have the strength to defeat him, and come out a winner on top
Will I have the will to beat him, and make all the hurting stop.
I guess the answer will come when all's ended, and all that's goings gone down
When it's to late for relationships to be mended, and I count the friends still around.
Haven't though of this in years, but when I was a young man, more than 40 years ago, I met a girl that lived in Atlanta. I ended up talking with her for hours at a time over the phone. We liked each other it seemed. She finally got an opportunity to travel to Jacksonville to visit me. I got drunk and made a total ass of myself, and ruined any chance of a relationship.
When I got home that night, alone, still pretty inebriated, I sat down at the table and wrote this, not to good of a poem, but it expressed the moment.
Well, I really did it this time, got drunk and ruined all my rapport
With the only girl in the world at the time, I really cared anything for.
You think I would have learned by now, no one likes being round a sot,
And I guess I sort of proven to this girl so how that nice is what I'm not.
But that couldn't have been me saying those words, I'm not that big of a goof
I was someone else that night inside
I call him the phantom of 86 proof
I'm a little like Jekell and Hyde.
Will I have the strength to defeat him, and come out a winner on top
Will I have the will to beat him, and make all the hurting stop.
I guess the answer will come when all's ended, and all that's goings gone down
When it's to late for relationships to be mended, and I count the friends still around.