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Whitey Morgan And The 78's

Turn Up The Bottle

 

Turn Up The Bottle

(album: Whitey Morgan And The 78's - 2010)


Well tonight, this old barroom is such a lonely place to be
It's just some old Jones on the jukebox, the bartender, and me
And that old dirty hardwood dancefloor, that's where she stole and broke my heart
If I'm gonna drown in my misery, Lord I got a good place to start

So turn up the bottle, bartender, and turn up the Jones
I got a memory that's killing me, I can't take it no more
The good times are over, I've been left here all alone
So turn up the bottle, bartender, and turn up the Jones

Well I can't believe she done me like she did
Yeah she took my Cadillac car and my old guitar, then split town with the kids
But tonight me and George gonna sit right here, Lord knows that the race is on
And if this drinking don't kill me, I guess I'll just go on home

So turn up the bottle, bartender, turn up the Jones
I got a memory that's killing me, I can't take it no more
The good times are over, I've been left here all alone
So turn up the bottle, bartender, and turn up the Jones

Turn up the bottle, bartender, and turn up the Jones
I got a memory that's killing me, I can't take it no more
The good times are over and gone, I've been left here all alone
So turn up the bottle, bartender, and turn up the Jones

Tonight me and George are gon' sit right here, hell, I just might take the grand tour
And if this drinking don't kill me, hell, it just might kill her

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