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Al Duvall - Dark Inside Lyrics

Some men drink to their sweethearts
Some men drink to your health
Me, I drink to excess
And I often toast myself
I came home drunk this morning
The wife began to shout
We fought beside the window
And we had a falling-out

'Twas April 42nd
A day I still forget
The storms were on the ocean
And the fish were getting wet
I pulled them up to safety
And strung them on a line
I dried them on a skillet
Now those fish arе doing fine

I gambled my last dollar
Was thrown out in the street
Took off my Eton collar
Thеre was nothing left to eat
I broke out of the poor house
And through the woods I went
The bloodhounds never found me
For I did not have a scent
My baby has no manners
My baby has no charm
And God was pouring in her brains
When someone knocked His arm
She's pretty as a picture
That wasn't painted good
I gaze at her for hours
When she's outside chopping wood

Into a vat of chili
There fell a factory man
His partner said: "Well, so long, pal--
I'll see you when I can!"
The preacher loved a schoolgirl
Harrassed her on the phone
And followed her while whistling
"You'll Never Walk Alone"

That funeral director
That guy's an awful flirt
His comfort and consoling's just
To grab a piece of skirt
He's felt a lot of widows' bosoms
Heaving as they grieved
And all his pretty orphans
Must be seen to be bereaved
My school was the burlesque
The teacher had no clothes
I climbed up to her rescue
And her fescue struck my nose
Sometimes I find a nickel
Sometimes I find a dime
And once I found a quarter
Boy, we had a swell old time!

"Oh, doctor, save my buddy,"
The wounded soldier said
"His arms and legs and body's gone
And I can't find his head!"
The world is cold and evil
There's no place left to hide
Their skins are many colors
But all men are dark inside