Fraction Of A Man

Now my old friend Harry

Never slowed down to marry

He's in sales

He's gone most of the year

And he smiles through all those lies

With dollar signs in his eyes

He orders himself another beer

Now Harry, he's a dreamer

And a scholar and a schemer

But he'll be there for you

When push comes to shove

His mama called him Harold

She was one of only two women

That Harry ever loved

The other was a waitress

In Cave Creek, Arizona

That broke his heart

And tangled up his mind

My old friend Harry

Looking kinda scary

Wonders if he's runnin' out of time

Now Biloxi, he's got a sadness

Like a dark day in December

But Harry recognizes

An old forgotten southern times

Thumbing through the phone book

For a name he can't remember

Lookin' desperate like a junkie

Waitin' for a fix to come around

Sittin', playin' blackjack

With a hooker and a tourist

And a one eyed dealer winnin' every hand

Harry sips Black Label

Slumps down at the table

Feelin' like a fraction of a man

Feelin' like a fraction of a man