First One Today

I wake up in the morning and hold my aching head

I reach for the bottle on the table by my bed

I pour myself a drink so I can face another day

I don’t have to worry it’s my first one today

I have a cup of coffee and a toasted slice of bread

I have this awful buzzing that is running through my head

I have a little drink to take the buzz away

But I don’t have to worry it’s only my second one today

I get to work a little early, I stop in Joe’s Saloon

I have a little drink to see me through till noon

Then I have another to keep the blues away

But I don’t have to worry, it’s only my fourth today

Now it’s ten o’clock, time for a coffee break

I’ll have a little shot just to keep me awake

I think I’ll have another, then I’ll be on my way

But I don’t have to worry, it’s only my sixth today

Now it’s time for lunch, I’ll stop at a bar and grill

A friend says will you have a drink, I said I think I will

Then we have another and I am feeling kind of gay

But I don’t have to worry; it’s only my eighth one today