Like a coat from the cold by Guy Clark
I found comfort and courage from bottles of whiskey.
I swear to you friends these old high times sure seem risky.
I have backed away gently from those who tried to burn me.
and blocked up my ears that no one should learn me.
But the lady beside me is the one I have chosen
to walk through life with me
like a coat from the cold
I have flown like a bird from every cage that confined me
and broken every one of the ties that bind me
I have danced me around some sad ol' sad ol situatioons
and taken my share of those sweet invitations