Drunken Nights in the City is a song by Scottish Blues Singer Frankie Miller and is all about getting drunk while out on the town and the zwaking up the next morning with a head like mash.
Drunken Nights in the City by Frankie Miller
Who is Frankie Miller?
Frankie Miller was Born in Glasgow in 1947 and grew up in the City’s Bridgeton area
The Early days
From an early age, Frankie was involved in the local music scene before heading south to London. Here was soon busy on the circuit performing as lead vocalist with Soul band Jude for a short time before recording his own debut album Blue Moon in 1972 on Chrysallis Records with Brinsley Schwartz. He had become pally with The Brinsleys having played alongside them many times at the Kentish Town Forum.
Well, although Blue Moon wasn’t a big hit in itself, it was however given pretty good reviews and Chrysallis were happy enough to carry on Frankie’s contract. It was around about this time that he sung the duet Still in Love with You with Thin Lizzy Singer and Guitarist Phil Lynott. The song was featured on the Thin Lizzy album Night Life.
Drunken Nights in the City Lyrics
I’ll tell you a story about a night on the town
It Started off drinking at Five
By the time I was through and worn out my shoes
I had visited every Known Dive
All the lights in the alley fall dim on the ground
When youre trying to find your way Home
And the all night ladies and their perfume so nice
They wont leave a poor boy alone
The price of the gambler is staked in sin
When the cards are all thrown on the floor
The Sixth and the seven are needed to win
But you cant seem to Bluff anymore
So you stand on your feet and you figure discreetly
The best way to pay what you owe
When she hands you a line tells you thanks for the Time
You might have brought brains to the show
Chorus;
Drunken nights in the City and showing their soul
Theyre take you for all that you know
You cant judge a Book
And you cant judge a crook
Down where the Buffalo roam
It was early next morning I rose up so bad
My eyes were as Red as the light
My Pockets were Empty and so was my heart
I promised to put things right
I went down to the preacher , I fell on my knees
Asked the Preacher to right all the wrongs
But he just shook his head, looked solemn when he said;
You’ve been on the streets for too long
Drunken nights in the City are showing their soul
They take you for all that you owe
You cant Judge a book
And you cant judge a crook
Down where the Buffalo roam