Drink up and Go Home (Remastered) - Carl Perkins
Written by：Freddie Hart
You sat there a crying cry in your beer
You think you got troubles my friends listen here
Don't tell me your troubles I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living drink up and go home
I'm fresh out of prison six years in the pen
Lost my wife and family no one to call friend
Don't tell me your troubles I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living drink up and go home
Now there stands a blind man a man that can't see
Yet he's not complaining why should you or me
Don't tell me your troubles I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living drink up and go home
I'm fresh out of prison six years in the can
Lost my wife and family no one to call friend
Don't tell me your troubles I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living drink up and go home
I'm fresh out of prison six years in the can
Lost my wife and family no one to call friend
Don't tell me your troubles I got enough of my own
Be thankful you're living drink up and go home