Low down leaving sun   Done, did everything that needs done   Woe is me, why can't I see?   I'd best be leaving well enough alone      Them neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights   Keep a-haunting me in memories   Well is one in every crowd for crying out loud   Why was it always turning out to be me?      Where does it go? The good Lord only knows   Seems like it was just the other day   I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables   And generally blowing all my hard earned pay      Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes   There weren't another other way to be   For lovable losers, no account boozers   And honky tonk heroes like me      Where does it go? The good Lord only knows   Seems like it was just the other day   I was down at Green Gables, hawking them tables   Generally blowing all my hard earned pay      Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes   There weren't another other way to be   For lovable losers and no account boozers   And honky tonk heroes like me      Where does it go? The good Lord only knows   And seems like it was just the other day   I was down at Green Gables and hawking them tables   And generally blowing all my hard earned pay      Piano rolled blues, danced holes in my shoes   There weren't another other way to be   For them lovable losers and no account boozers   And honky tonk heroes like me