I Drink - Mary Gauthier

He’d get home at 5:30, fix his drink

And sit down in his chair

Pick a fight with mama

Complain about us kids getting in his hair

At night he’d sit alone and smoke

I’d see his frown behind his lighter’s flame

Now that same frown’s in my mirror

I got my daddy’s blood inside my veins

Fish swim

Birds fly

Daddies yell

Mamas cry

Old men

Sit and think

I drink

Chicken TV dinner

6 minutes on defrost, 3 on high

A beer to wash it down with

Then another, a little whiskey on the side

It’s not so bad alone here

It don’t bother me that every night’s the same

I don’t need another lover

Hanging 'round, trying to make me change

Fish swim

Birds fly

Lovers leave

By and by

Old men

Sit and think

I drink

I know what I am

But I don’t give a damn

Fish swim

Birds fly

Daddies yell

Mamas cry

Old men

Sit and think