You sat there a crying crying in your beer You say you got troubles my friend listen here Don’t tell me your troubles I got enough of my own Be thankful you’re living drink up and go home I’m fresh out of prison six years in the can Lost my wife and family no one to call friend Don’t tell me your troubles I got enough of my own Be thankful you’re living drink up and go home Now there stands a blind man a man that can’t see Yet he’s not complaining why should you or me Don’t tell me your troubles I got enough of my own Be thankful you’re living drink up and go home I’m fresh out of prison six years in the can Lost my wife and family no one to call friend Don’t tell me your troubles I got enough of my own Be thankful you’re living drink up and go home I’m fresh out of prison six years in the can Lost my wife and family no one to call friend Don’t tell me your troubles I got enough of my own Be thankful you’re living drink up and go home