Thieves and Kings

R.Reynolds, ASCAP@2014


here comes a little man

big trouble on his mind

here comes that saucy waitress

with a frosty bitter pint.

he could've chose any crummy joint

but here he's known by all

down in this hole in the wall

down in this hole in the wall.


he's had enough to drink now

the barkeep takes his glass

he needs one more for the road 

but he don't even ask. 

he stumbles out the doorway

falls headfirst on the ground

looking for a helping hand 

but concrete's all he found. 


he could've been beloved

by dirty thieves and kings

he could've been somebody real big

if you counted all his dreams.

if you can see both sides of a coin

you know there's a 50/50 chance

he could wind up being successful

or wearing Goodwill pants. 


the taxman took his money

his ex done took the kids

the court took every paycheck

then he lost his friends.

nobody wanted to be near him

a human lightening rod for crap

he wakes up every morning

wondering where the hell he's at. 


he's tired of sitting in darkness

Lord, he's had enough of that

and with all his prayers to heaven

God never answered back.

he remembers all his childhood fun

how much hope he had

but the liquor robbed his clear vision

and gave him shaky hands. 

so he staggers toward the neon lights

that beckon thieves and kings

they fill his head and mouth with nonsense

thinking drunkards dreams.

but it's here he finds his audience

and his final curtain call

down in this hole in the wall

down in this hole in the wall.