Keep Coming Back
this whole thing started with a drink
a drink that tasted nice
if I knew then what I know now
if I knew when and I knew how
I maybe would have made a vow
to stop and just think twice
although I drank for several years
with little ill effect
each week I drank a little more
and ended up upon the floor
and drank behind a closed locked door
and lost my self respect
So does your drinking cost you more
than money I was asked
of course not was my stern reply
the only one it costs is I
and life as it goes sailing by.
In ignorance I basked
the big book said that I was ill
I had an allergy
an allergy to alcohol
that made me drink and drink and all
the pain it gave me on withdrawal
was something I could see
I stuck around, keep coming back
was all that I would hear
keep coming back keep coming back
three words that kept me right on track
to understand and find the knack
of sober life, relieved of fear
the sober life is not a game
and can’t be done alone
so from my heart I thank you all
for easing pain both great and small
to beat my head against a wall
was all that I had known
so now today I'm twenty five
the years have slipped by fast
I’ve done enough each day I guess
to keep me from that awful mess
that alcohol would be my guest
I know I'm safe at last.
