Hard Drinking Buddy of Mine

That hard drinking buddy of mine

He says he’ll go drinking with me any time

As long as I’m paying

You know what I’m saying

That hard drinking buddy of mine

That hard drinking buddy of mine

I could call him at nine or at midnight, it’s fine

He’ll throw down a shot

Of whatever I’ve got

That hard drinking buddy of mine

That hard drinking buddy of mine

If ever a drink I’d decline

From out of the blue

Would come “you know who”

That hard drinking buddy of mine

That hard drinking buddy of mine

Would time to time drink himself blind

And when he got sober

He’d swear that it’s over

That hard drinking buddy of mine

That hard drinking buddy of mine

Would pester me time after time

Just one little drink

He’s say with a wink

That hard drinking buddy of mine

That hard drinking buddy of mine

Got married now he toes the line

Ain’t it a shame

He’s not the same

Hard drinking buddy of mine

Mike Dailey is a fairly well known poet in southeast North Carolina.  He lives near Sunset Beach with his wife of 50 years and the occasional visits with his daughter and two grandkids. His poems have been published in several magazines and anthologies.   He has had three books of poetry collections published; one based on cancer treatments he underwent, one based on his 30 years working as a civilian analyst for the US Army, and a book of spiritual poems.  He is always putting together several collections and looking for publishers. Mike’s poetry can be serious, topical, or very moving but he is known more for his rhythm and rhyme poetry with a twist of humor.