Barley and Grape Rag Rory Gallagher

Well, I don't care if I get arrested
'Cause tonight they'll need more than a ball and chain
I don't care who's interested
I'm comin' into town just the same

I've been so alone, I've been feelin' blue
I think I need a little drink or two
Be my friend, tell me where that place is
Where the whiskey flows and the dices roll till dawn

My baby's done me wrong, you must have guessed it
My heart's so low I think it must be told
That I don't wanna know where east or west is
'Cause pretty soon I won't feel the cold

When I'm walkin' down Main Street, feelin' no pain
Along come a cop, he can take my name
And explain to me what a Federal case is
I'm mixin' the barley with the grape again, [unknown]

Bright city lights, make me feel alright
I'm right or wrong and tomorrow never comes

I don't care if I get investigated
And the city fathers they all black my name
I'm pretty sure that you can smell the traces
For tomorrow mornin', I'll take all the blame