My Own Sweet Bed Tonight

While I’d like a glass of whiskey

It will not change my mind

So if it’s offered for that reason

Or if you’re just being kind

I will go to my own sweet bed tonight

I won’t try to explain

I will go to my own sweet bed tonight

It’s much too hard, to explain

So take some comfort in that whiskey

It’s often been my friend

And if it warms a lonely body

Well who’s to say it’s bad

If kindness takes a little longer

It’s worth the extra time

Some have lives so long in darkness

They don’t even recognise the light

Understand, there’s a child in everyone

We should watch what we say

Everyone has their battles and their pain

Hidden somewhere away