Well, the funny thing about lifeIs there ain't nothing funny about it at allYeah, when that dealer hits that blockLike Jack, I bet you he smile when he take it allYeah, Jerry says, I'm depressedAnd I need to go and talk to someoneThere's only one man I wanna talk toAnd heaven, it ain't got no funYeah, sister came down from ChicagoBarely made it past the stormYeah, brother got a bottleDrank it until it was goneSo longYeah, brother got a bottleMamaSleep in bedAnd she's smoking in the garage all aloneThere's only one man she wanna talk toAnd heaven, it ain't got no funMm-hmmMm-hmmMr. PopMm-hmmMm-hmmMm-hmmMm-hmmMm-hmmOh sure, no roseI knew I was getting thereI knewI knewI knewI knewI knewBut I never auchI knewIchI knewyou
