Doing the Best I Can

I'm doing the best that I can

Hiding my head in my hands

Proving without a conclusion or doubt a great deal

More than you'll ever feel

I'm giving up all that I know

It's possible to do and so

Here's to your mother

Who though I loved no other than she

Take off that silly grin

Put back that double gin

You'll need it in the morning

If I leave you without warning

I'm noticing words have been spoke

Since the day I began being broke

Now when I hear the smell

Of sweet damn all I shall tell you

Take off that silly grin

Put back that double gin

You'll need it in the morning

If I leave you without warning

I'm doing the best that I can

Hiding my head in my hands

Feeling the pinch and yet

Somehow I can't forget you