Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Sittin' in a barroom dressed up like a bridegroom
Guess I had a little too much [bass enters]
Get no attention, guess I must have lost my touch
I shouldn't be here anyway
But my baby left me yesterday
Told me on a Sunday that she's leaving Monday
Said she had to find a new life
At first it didn't scratch me, now it cuts me like a knife

[Chorus]
But I shouldn't worry 'bout a thing
But I can't keep my mind from wondering
Who's gonna be the lucky one tonight?
Will it be him or will she come home tonight?

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2]
She wrote me a letter, said she's doing better
Said this was a final goodbye
I think she needs attention, and I think it's all a big lie

[Chorus]
And I shouldn't worry 'bout a thing
But I can't keep my mind from wondering
Who's gonna be the lucky one tonight?
Will it be him or will she come home tonight?

[Outro]