What I'm Supposed to Be

Woke up in my lawn once again Empty bottle rye and Seagram's gin No one was surprised, it sounded just like me Cause that's who I'm supposed to be Saw my old guitar at the liquor store Pawned it off there right before the war Money was tight, gave me my liquor cheap Cause that's who I'm supposed to be I used to read some books to get me by People felt my nose was just a little too high The only reading I do is those labels on Jim Beam Cause that's who I'm supposed to be Sometimes it's hard to find the door When you're lying face down on the floor Get there in time and I'll guarantee Cause that's who I'm supposed to be I used to drink a beer when I woke Scotch, bourbon, wine all made me broke Spent my last dime on some old Tennessee Cause that's who I'm supposed to be Make a fool of myself when I'm out on the town Close every goddamn bar down Good for my image, makes me seem free Cause that's who I'm supposed to be