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By David Allan Coe

Every night another woman
Every day a different town
If I'm not accused of speeding
I'm accused of coming down
With a legal dose of something
That you heard was going 'round
And you wondered why I lost my sense of humor

Every song another record
Every day just like a clock
Knowing well I've had to take it
Till I make it to the top
With the devil right behind me
And my heart about to stop
Then you wondered why I lost my sense of humor

Twenty years I was in prison
More than that I was alone
Some lily-white reporter
Thinks it's time that I was stoned
Without sin, he wrote the story
And it chilled me to the bone
Then he wondered why I lost my sense of humor

I shaved my beard and cut my hair off
It don't matter anyhow
It was truth that told the answers
To the questions up till now