Jacks Sad Story

A gentleman enters a bar And sees a very sad looking old man Sitting alone at the counter With a half empty glass of gin in his hand The gentleman lands next to him And asks “what happened”, “why the long face” The man said, “Hi, my name is Jack And here is my story of shame and disgrace” In this glass I try to drown my pain and sorrow You came here over the bridge I built it of stone with my own two hands But nobody says “Jack – the builder of bridges” Even though they’ve been using it for three decades There once was a fire in this bar While saving my friends, I myself almost died Yet nobody calls me “Hero Jack” Or not even “Jack - the savior of lives” But that one time I got drunk and fucked my horse Only once, I tried to fuck my horse Jack the horselover Jack the horsefucker Women ignore me like I don’t exist Jack the horseman Jack the horsetamer Kids neigh and point when I’m out on the street Horse!