Shallow End Of The Gene Pool lyrics

(Hank CardConrad Deisler)
We had a little quarrel, she and I
She told me just to curl up and die
I crept out to drown my sorrows
At a joint called no tomorrows
Where the old man came and looked me in the eye
Old Blevins
I could tell he had some wisdom to impart
Some story that was etched and burned and stamped
Upon his heart
Then his eyes began to glisten
`Cause he could see that I would listen
We sat there at that bar `til nearly three
And this is what Old Blevins said to me
He said