I can make it through

 I can make it through

If I'm drunk on you,

I can make it through to the end

Yes and in the little hut 

Somewhere in the desert

I was hauled up

Like an outlaw

And you came to see me,

But all you saw 

Was a vision of a ghost of a friend

Oh I can make it through

If I'm drunk on you

Yes I can make it through till the end

And if you close the door

Or be my Jackdaw

I'll invite you in as my friend

Don't spare me now, sparrow

I have only a cow

I'll have only a scowl for your owl

Who comes looking, and asking who's who

Well I can't make sense round the bend

But I'll make it through in the end