"Don't Brush Them On Me" lyrics

You say your gal's been running 'round, cheating all over town
And your heart is filled with misery
But I've got troubles of my own, the worst that you've ever known
So brother, don't brush yours on me
Now, why should I sit here and listen
To all of the hard luck you've had?
I just came in here for a short one
But now, my friend, you've got me feeling bad
Every sin I had is gone, lost my wife, my job and home
So now, there's not much left, you see
So why should you sit there and whine, your troubles aren't as bad as mine
So brother, don't brush them on me

Now, I know that you are feeling low and she is just a so-and-so
But I am fresh out of sympathy
It's getting later than you think, so let's just have another drink
And quit brushing that stuff on me
Now, if you will call the bartender
The next one, my friend, is on me
But if you keep telling me your troubles
I'm gonna leave you sitting here, you see
Your troubles seem so mighty small, compared to mine, they're none at all
So why don't we just let things be?
If you tell me one more tale of woe, I'm gonna tell you where to go
Now brother, don't brush them on me