I wake up in the night. There's still no moring light. So I pour a whisky. My guitar is with me. I sing my self away. I smoke my cigar. I don't care in my own bar. Have another whisky. Got my beauty with me. I sing myself away. I hear calling from the beach. There voices-I know each. Shout to take my six string. Come to sruf eat and sing. Turn night into day. I sing myself away