UP TO MY EARBALLS
by Sycamore Smith

I'm up to my earballs in booze
Yes, I'm up to my earballs in booze
I've been drinkin' all day down that skeleton juice
Now I must plug my eyes up and snooze
Cuz I'm up to my earballs, up to my earballs,
I'm up to my earballs in booze

I'm up to my earballs in debt
Yes, I'm up to my earballs in debt
The higher them horse odds, the deeper I get
When I unfold my bill wad and bet
Cuz I'm up to my earballs, up to my earballs,
I'm up to my earballs in debt

I'm up to my earballs in sin
Yes, I'm up to my earballs in sin
Y'see, Miss Katie-Lou never did say "I do"
Still we done it again and again
Now it's six sets of triplets and twelve pairs of twins
And I'm up to my earballs in sin

Oh, they say that I must quit my ramblin'
And they say that I must quit my gamblin'
They pray for the Savior to change my behavior
But I'm going to my grave for to spoil
And I'll be up to my earballs, up to my earballs,
In worms when I'm sunk in the soil