The Ballad of Mr.Daniels - Alabama 3

What the hell is this all about

I’m shaking/shivering, but I can’t shout

I lost a fight with Mr Daniels

I’m so wrong I better go home

My worries ain’t mine I’ve had a weird time

I can’t rhythm, rhyme or reason

Guess I’ll go down to the shops

Don’t know If I do a roll or do a rock

I lost that fight with Miss Martell

Must have got it wrong I gotta go home

These worries ain’t mine I’ve had a weird time

I can’t rhythm, rhyme or reason

I started out on whiskey

Soon I hit the harder stuff

I said how comes Mr Daniels

Time can get so tough

Miss Martell she cast her spell

And you ain’t never ever gonna have enough

No rhythm, rhyme or reason