Laurel Lewis - Room Without A View Lyrics

He said his name was Charlie his father's only son
I'd known him since the very day that he turned 21
He climbed up on that barstool as if to make a point
And said just keep em coming till it's time to close this joint

Third stool from the left is where he camped out every night
Stack of quarters for the jukebox and a pack of Camel Lights
When young men chase the golden glow to make the pieces fit
You let em go cause then you know he's never gonna quit

He said it's hard to be a cowboy in a city without stars
There's no room to rope and wrangle in these windy city bars
When you wind up in the drunk tank like I so often do
It's hard to see the future from a room without a view
Poor me pour me another

It was death by misadventure in the dark before the dawn
Nobody ever figured out exactly what went wrong
When you're feeling round for answers it's hard to get a grip
Somebody said they'd found him with a six-month sober chip

I remember once he told me he was blue blood to the core
I said I didn't doubt it as he staggered out the door
If you've ever seen a young man growing old before your eyes
It'll make you want to quit this job before the next one dies

It's hard to be a has been when you've never been at all
There's no great expectations in the land of no last call
Face down on a flop house floor won't make much sense to you
But you don't have to face the future from a room without a view
Poor me pour me another"