I'll Regret It All in the Morning - Richard Thompson

Whisky helps to clear my head

Bring it with you into bed

If I beat you nearly dead

I’ll regret it all in the morning

I’m so drunk I couldn’t care

If that’s a wig or your own hair

Here’s my ticket, take me there

I’ll regret it all in the morning

I’ll regret it all in the morning

When I see your smiling face

I’d rather be in any place but here

The years have left their mark

Your skin feels smooth as bark

As we shiver in the dark

I’ll regret it in the morning

As you gaze around in fright

With your knuckles turning white

You’re a lonely, lonely sight

To wake up to in the morning

This is no way to exist

With some girl who keeps a list

Naming all the boys she’s missed

And she’s longed for in the morning

I’ll regret it all in the morning

When I see your smiling face

I’d rather be in any place but here

Now the room is spinning fast

And it fades away at last

When this empty night is passed

I’ll regret it all in the morning