Drunk, Sick And Blue

I left my home in search of a better life

I sailed on all the seven seas

But everywhere I went, I got kicked 'round and screwed

I wish to Christ I never had left

I need wind in my sails

But everything fails

I live my life by Murphy's law

Now, what can you do

When you're drunk, sick and blue?

I gotta make my way back home to you

I found a good friend in a bottle of gin

A good friend, who's always let me in

But in the end he led me astray

Now I can't make him go away

I need wind in my sails

But everything fails

I live my life by Murphy's law

Now, what can you do

When you're drunk, sick and blue?

I gotta make my way back home to you