Some Phone Numbers - Jerry Jeff Walker

For some kicks I went drinking, with some old hounds I ran with

While you were away for the day

Now the guys hadn’t changed much, the scene seemed the same

In the way that the night games are played

Without you I’d be one of the ones who just stumble

And grab any soft place to fall

Where each day begins with a walk out some doorway

With some phone numbers you’ll never call

As the evening drank on, we got more into basics

About loves lost and friends we have known

Well, Big John, he’s bankrupt, and Old Lucky’s in jail

And Fast Eddie’s still living alone

Bridge:

Starting all over would be more than I could handle

I don’t think my lines would ring true

Looking for love in the arms of a stranger

Is more than I’m willing to do

That night I drove home, past the houses for sale

Their plans had all come to an end

There’s no blueprint for livin', no one has your answers

But we’re given some clues now and then