There's a dead mockingbird in the backyard, flew into my window today
Do you ever feel like your whole life is slipping away
I'm running low on Lone Star, I've been drinking all day
Guess I'll hang around 'til I run out of reasons to stay
Half the time you peel back and all you find is a bruise
Half the time you wake up and put on the news
There ain't no point trying to fight it, you make your own choice or you don't choose
Sittin' round trying to beat these mockingbird blues
I met my dad on Monday at the corner bar
He said "son, is the world still breaking your heart"
It appears out of nowhere, running hard, fast, and mean
The good and the bad and the in-between
Half the time you're knowing, half the time you knew
Half the time you wake up with nothing to do
There ain't no good way to fight it, it's an uphill battle you lose
Sittin' round trying to beat these mockingbird blues
Half the time you feel bad, half the time you lose
Half the time you wake up, and look for your shoes
But there ain't no point trying to fight it, you make your own choice or you don't choose
But you ain't gonna beat these mockingbird blues
No you ain't gonna beat these mockingbird blues