i was destined for greatness
it´s what my mother once told me
but now that i´m older
the future don´t see the way she sees
whiskey and the blues

tissues i can´t use
they don´t dry it up
i don´t use ´em no more

Alice oh Alice
where have ya been
there´s light at the window
and it slowly pinches in
Alice oh Alice
time and misery
it moves rather slowly
it´s the only way i see

i was destined for greatness
it´s the way it shoulda been
but now that i´m older
i don´t know what i wound up in

oh whiskey and the blues
a language i can´t use
it don´t dry it up
no one listens anymore

Alice oh Alice
where have ya been
it´s light at the window
and it slowly pinches in
Alice oh Alice
misery and time
it moves rather slowly
but at least i know it´s mine

Alice oh Alice
where have ya been
it´s light at the window
and it slowly pinches in

Alice oh Alice
misery and time
it moves so slowly
but i know for sure it´s mine