Eight Ball Blues

Well I wish I had some memories
 That I'd keep inside my trunk
 I wish I had a nickel for every beer I've drunk
 And I wish I had me a sailing ship
 That'd take me over the sea.
 I wish I could talk you in to coming home with me
 Is this the part where I came in
 I've heard this song before
 Had a couple too many
 but I think I can find the door
 And I do not know your name my friend
 But I've seen that face before
 Well I saw it in the Jail House
 and I saw in the War
 and I saw it my mirror
 Well just a couple of times before
 I wish I was the Candyman
 sweet as I could be
 In every town the ladies hang 'round
 Just to get a taste of me
 Iwish I was an opry star
 Or had me a Ph. D.
 I wish I had the common sense
 to be satisfied with me
 Is this the part where I came in
 I've heard this song before
 Had a couple too many
 but I think I can find the door
 And I do not know your name my friend
 But I've seen that face before
 Well I saw it in the Jail House
 and I saw in the War
 Well I saw it my mirror
 Well just a couple of times before
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 I wish I had a magic pocket, That'd keep all my money in
 I wish I knew a good excuse for all of my mortal sins
 Well they say 'to know the best in life, you gotta know the worst
 I wish that I had been the clown, who thought up that one first
 Is this the part where I came in
 I've heard this song before
 Had a couple too many
 But I think I can find the door
 And I do not know your name my friend
 But I've seen that face before
 Hey, I saw it in the Jail House
 and I saw in the War
 Well I saw it in the mirror
 A couple of times before
 Let me tell you
 I saw it in the Jail House
 it was on the post office door
 and I saw it on my mirror
 a couple of times before
 Good People I saw it in the jail house
 Saw it in the war
 lord I saw it in the mirror ...fade