The Weekly Wagon Roll Call

[Griff]

Something for Sundae from James McMurtry:

My thoughts were gnawing at me
So I tried hard not to think
I took a pint of whiskey
And poured it down the sink
I'd get my act together
I swore it to myself
I looked up at your picture
And I knocked it off the shelf

(chorus)
Every little bit counts
Every little bit counts

Too little too late, sorry
Too little too late for me
I tried and I tried and I tried
to be so good
Wanted to be good so bad
I tried and I tried and I tried
every trick I could
'til I'd emptied out the
whole damn bag

I'm no longer choking on
the hair of the dog
It's been a couple of weeks now
since I came out of the fog
The highs are slightly higher
And the lows are just as low
A mild improvement on the
average even so
Every little bit counts

Every little bit counts
Though it may not count for much
They could be long forgotten
By the time you add'em up