V.1 The way his shoulders bore the world You could see he'd loved the girl He looked like he'd walked through hell On a road the rest of us knew well I said, "friend, I've worn those shoes You've won a scar you'll never lose But good things come with misery, And the first one's on me" Ch. When the night comes crashing down A wounded man can surely drown Just go easy on yourself And don't turn down a glass of help Loneliness destroys your mind So take it one night at a time And let the bottle raise you high It's the only way to die V.2 His thirsty lips were downward drawn And all the regulars looked on Their ghostly faces fairly shone As they recognized one of their own Too strong to weep, too weak to run Afraid to face the loaded gun For him, a fall more soft and slow And a few gray men to watch him go