Where Is A Man To Go? - Roger Daltrey

Doo-da, doo-da, doo-da, doo-da day

Doo-da, doo-da, doo-da, doo-da day

Well, maybe she was wrong, maybe I wasn’t right

Whatever the reason, I’m on my own tonight

She’s gone her way and I’m all mine

But I’ll bet you hear this story all the time

Well, sometimes your friends ain’t always available

To pick you up when you’re down

My daddy would die if he knew

His little boy was seekin' refuge in a little ol' bar 'cross town

But tell me where is a man to go

When he’s feelin' low

And all he wants to do is feel a little better

Tell me where is a man to go

When he’s feelin' low

And all he wants to do is feel a little better

Hey bartender, gimme change for a ten dollar bill

Bring it back as a stack of quarters, ooh, man, if you will

I’ll play every song on your jukebox that makes this man cry

I’m gonna find out how many tears ten dollars can buy

I’m gonna find out how many tears ten dollars can buy

So tell me where is a man to go

When he’s feelin' low

And all he wants to do is feel a little better

Tell me where is a man to go

When he’s feelin' low

When all he wants to do is feel a little better

Tell me where is a man to go

When he’s feelin' low

And all, all he wants to do is feel a little better

Tell me where is a man to go

When he’s feelin' low

All, all he wants to do is feel a little better

Doo-da, doo-da, doo-da, doo-da day

Doo-da, doo-da, doo-da, doo-da day

Doo-da, doo-da, doo-da, doo-da day