Lyrics
The garden of the vic hotel, drinkin with a fool like me
Drinkin with a fool like me, will he finish up where i am, who will the next fool be
How the long hours pass, see the black eye on the tall young stranger Lee, see him frown as he reads the first copy
With another fool like me, oh the odour of the ale and the smell of tobacco Darwin, pretty soon now they can read all about it
I m barred from the bar by the bars on my window, how the long hours pass Darwin, read all the things you ve said
Yesterday it was a big prospector, i see you in the bar from the jailhouse window
the scent of the old sour tea
And you re with a fool like me, all around joy and laughter
Drinkin with a fool like me, drinkin with a fool like me
singing of a life s that s free
The garden of the vic hotel, bringing me more misery
Drinkin with a fool like me, drinkin with a fool like me, drinkin with a fool like me
singing of a life s that s free
Singing of a life s that s free, and you re with a fool like me
How was i to know that he s a policeman, cause old jimmy s always on time, singing of a life s that s free
i see you in the bar from the jailhouse window
Oh no he s no friend of mine, the man who built the window of the lockup facing
bringing me more misery
see him frown as he reads the first copy
All around joy and laughter, all around joy and laughter
How was i to know that he s a policeman, how the long hours pass, every moment is an hour of torture
The scent of the old sour tea, drinkin with a fool like me, i guess it s gotta be around 3
see bob tudawli and the great white hunter
singing of a life s that s free
pretty soon now they can read all about it
i hear old slim twanging on the jukebox
Of the thirsy prisioner out the back, today i see you got yourself a buffalo man Kernaghan, drinkin with a fool like me
How the long hours pass, none of you told me in time Jailhouse, i see you in the bar from the jailhouse window
Bringing me more misery, see bob tudawli and the great white hunter
Bringing me more misery, with another fool like me
read all the things you ve said
Bringing me more misery, singing of a life s that s free
Today i see you got yourself a buffalo man, oh no he s no friend of mine
oh the odour of the ale and the smell of tobacco
And you re with a fool like me, how was i to know that he s a policeman, guess he s got his paper to bed
Bringing me more misery, drinkin with a fool like me
The scent of the old sour tea, see the black eye on the tall young stranger Window, every moment is an hour of torture
Cause old jimmy s always on time, i m barred from the bar by the bars on my window, yesterday it was a big prospector
Bringing me more misery, tasting in my imagnination every frosted glass Kernaghan, corner of the bar sits the newspaper editor
laughin and drinkin none of ya thinkin
of the thirsy prisioner out the back
Drinkin with a fool like me, when i m free i m gonna seek and find him
And you re with a fool like me, singing of a life s that s free
I see you in the bar from the jail house window, cause old jimmy s always on time
Drinkin with a fool like me, all around joy and laughter
see him frown as he reads the first copy
The scent of the old sour tea, bringing me more misery
All around joy and laughter, the scent of the old sour tea, with another fool like me
How was i to know that he s a policeman, today i see you got yourself a buffalo man Lee, singing of a life s that s free
Last week it was me, every moment is an hour of torture
The garden of the vic hotel, drinkin with a fool like me
I hear old slim twanging on the jukebox, see the black eye on the tall young stranger
When i m free i m gonna seek and find him, singing of a life s that s free Window, tasting in my imagnination every frosted glass
Guess he s got his paper to bed, find that fiend of hell
Who will the next fool be, i see you in the bar from the jail house window
Oh the odour of the ale and the smell of tobacco, tasting in my imagnination every frosted glass
