Down Where The Drunkards Roll

　　Down Where The Drunkards Roll-Richard Thompson

　　See the boys out walking

　　The boys they look so fine

　　Dressed up in green velvet

　　Their silver buckles shine

　　Soon they'll be bleary-eyed

　　Under a keg of wine

　　Down where the drunkards roll

　　Down where the drunkards roll

　　See that lover standing

　　Staring at the ground

　　He's looking for the real thing

　　Lies were all he found

　　You can get the real thing

　　It will only cost a pound

　　Down where the drunkards roll

　　Down where the drunkards roll

　　There goes a troubled woman

　　She dreams a troubled dream

　　She lives out on the highway

　　She keeps her money clean

　　Soon she'll be returning

　　To the place where she's the queen

　　Down where the drunkards roll

　　Down where the drunkards roll

　　You can be a gambler

　　Who never drew a hand

　　You can be a sailor

　　Who never left dry land

　　You can be Lord Jesus

　　All the world will understand

　　Down where the drunkards roll

　　Down where the drunkards roll