Low down leaving sun, I've done did everything that needs done   Woe is me, why can't I see, I best be leaving well enough alone   Them neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights   They keep a hauntin’ me and memories   There is one in every crowd, for cryin’ out loud   Why was it always turnin’ out to be me.      Chorus:   Where does it go, the good Lord only knows   It seems like it was just the other day   I was down at Green Gables, hawkin’ them tables   And generally blowin’ all my hard earned pay.      Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes   There weren't another other way to be   For loveable losers, and no account boozers   And honky tonk heroes like me...