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
