Well I use to know that man He said I did the best I can And now will he live to see tomorrow? And he stays up all night But still he dreams in time Will we have to face him or just borrow I use to know it all When leavin alcohol And give him anything and he would try it What's in your hand yer holdin? You just keep foldin and foldin What's in your hand yer holdin? That yer holdin And now it seems to me A large does of reality Or maybe someone to confide in And most of the passers by Avoid my brown eye Well they haven't been or seen where I have been And I use to know the boy And now he don't seem so coy Don't speak or even try to fight it