FROM THE HEAD OF THE TABLE
I SIT STARIN' IN THE MIRROR IN THIS OL' SMOKY PLACE
THEN I LOOK AROUND ME, TRYIN' TO FIND ONE HAPPY FACE
BUT ALL THE SMILES AND LAUGHTER ARE ONLY MAKE BELIEVE
IT'S JUST A NEON MASQUERADE, THEY'RE LONELY JUST LIKE ME
A FAR CRY FROM THE PLACE I USED TO BE
(CHORUS):
FROM THE HEAD OF THE TABLE TO THE END OF THE BAR
FROM ONE LOVIN' FAMILY TO FOUR BROKEN HEARTS
ONLY A FOOL COULD HAVE FALLEN THIS FAR
FROM THE HEAD OF THE TABLE TO THE END OF THE BAR
FROM THE SMELL OF CHICKEN FRYIN' ON SUNDAY AFTERNOON
TO HARDBOILED EGGS AND PRETZELS AND THE SMELL OF CHEAP PERFUME
I TRADED CHILDREN'S LAUGHTER FOR A JUKEBOX PLAYIN' LOUD
AND ONE SMALL HAPPY FAMILY FOR ONE BIG LONELY CROWD
AND THE WAY I FEEL DON'T LEAVE ME FEELIN' PROUD
(CHORUS):
FROM THE HEAD OF THE TABLE TO THE END OF THE BAR
FROM ONE LOVIN' FAMILY TO FOUR BROKEN HEARTS
ONLY A FOOL COULD HAVE FALLEN THIS FAR
FROM THE HEAD OF THE TABLE TO THE END OF THE BAR
ONLY A FOOL COULD HAVE FALLEN THIS FAR
FROM THE HEAD OF THE TABLE TO THE END OF THE BAR
Writers: Bob Beckley (BMI)/Charles Quillen (ASCAP)/Johnny MacRae (ASCAP)
(1994 BMG Music Publishing)
