Jockey Full of Bourbon

Edna million in a drop dead suit

Dutch pink on a downtown train

Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot

I'm in the corner on the pouring rain

Sixteen men on a dead man's chest

I been drinking from the broken cup

Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest

I'm full of bourbon and i can't stand up

Hey little bird , fly away home

Your house is on fire , your children alone

Hey little bird , you fly away home

Your house is on fire , your children alone

Schiffer broke a bottle on

Morgan's head

I'm stepping on the devil's tail

Across the stripes of a full moon's head

All through the bar's of a

Cuban jail

Bloody finger's on a purple knife

Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass

I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife

Admire the view from the top of the mast

Hey little bird , fly away home

Your house is on fire , your children alone

Hey little bird , fly away home

Your house is on fire , your children alone

Yellow sheets on a

Hong Kong bed

Stazybo horn and a slingerland ride

To the carnival is what she said

A couple hundred dollars makes it dark inside

Edna million in a drop dead suit

Dutch pink on a downtown train

Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot

I'm in the corner on the pouring rain

Hey little bird , fly away home

Your house is on fire , your children alone

Hey little bird , fly away home

Your house is on fire ,

Children Alone

Hey little bird , fly away home

Your house is on fire , children alone

Hey little bird , fly away home

Your house is on fire , your children alone