The voice of joy around you is ringing loud
But you are the lonely one amongst the crowd
The others are laughing and having a good time
Though to feel how you feel is never a crime
With the dark moods of sadness you often do fight
The loneliest person in the pub tonight
Unemployed and friendless and in spirits down
Few do wish to know a sad sack of the town
Of late you have nothing in your life about for to smile
Sad to say you are one who has not laughed for awhile
To a wealthy fellow you have lost your girlfriend
Money speaks every language why otherwise pretend
In your early twenties close to your prime years
Amongst the barroom laughter you are close to tears.
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