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 (Break) 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