Draggin' Around

Here's to all the luck that pours down on me Here's to all the melodies that picked us up off our seats Here's to the younger ones when they replace me Here's to the bitterness that keeps the sweet so sweet Here's to all the words that we'll never speak Here's to all the pretty girls that you're gonna meet Here's to the little lies I tell in my sleep Here's to the secrets that you're gonna keep Why don't you raise up, raise up your cup? I've had enough - raise up your cups. Here's to the company that we used to keep Here's to the certainty of sickness and sleep Here's to the death of who we thought we were Here's to all our kids that'll never be born Why don't you raise up, raise up your cup? I'm choking up – raise up your cups To draggin' around A cross and a thorny crown And livin' because you're willing And being forgiven – thankfully.