The Fall That Pride Goes Before

It's dark and it's cold on the street where I stand
And the pawnshop is closing its doors
In the window's the ring you once wore on your hand
So this is the fall that pride goes before

I said that I'd see you come beg for it back
But you just threw your ring on the floor
It's the last thing I have but the clothes on my back
So this is the fall that pride goes before

I stumbled and fell without your hand to hold
Like a blind man that loses his game
I must have a bottle to keep off the cold
And pretend I'm not going insane

Tomorrow, somebody may give me a dime
And I'll keep it till I get three more
And I'll buy me a bottle of forty-cent wine
So this is the fall that pride goes before
So this is the fall that pride goes before