I remember father’s ringnRemember mother’s hairnDon’t recall the color of her eyesnUntil I look at my own eyesnnFour-hour plane riden47 suits and tiesn23 women I don’t knownAnd now I’m here, and now I'm homennAnd the oil in the fieldsnAnd the oil on my skinnDrop back over menAnd yes, I have been drinkingnAnd yes, I have been drinkingnnAnd yes, I have been drinkingnAnd yes, I have been drinking