Two shots of happy, one shot of sad   You think, I'm no good, I know I've been bad   And took you to a place, now you can't get back   Two shots of happy, one shot of sad      Walked together down a dead end street   We were mixing the bitter with the sweet   And don't try to figure out, what we might have had   Just two shots of happy, one shot of sad      I'm just a singer, some say a sinner   Rolling the dice, not always a winner   You say I've been lucky, well I've made my own   Not part of the crowd, but not feeling alone      Under pressure, but not bent out of shape   Surrounded, we always found an escape   You drove me to drink, but, hey, that ain't so bad   Two shots of happy, one shot of sad      Guess, I've been greedy all of my life   Greedy with my children, my lovers, my wife   Greedy for the good things as well as the bad   Two shots of happy, one shot, one shot of sad      Maybe it's just talk, saloon singing   The chairs are all stacked, the swingings stopped swinging   You say, I hurt you, you put the finger on yourself   Then after you did it, you came crying for my help      Two shots of happy, one shot of sad   I ain't complaining, baby, I'm glad   You call it a compromise, well, what's that?   Two shots of happy, one shot of sad   Two shots of happy, one shot of sad