The Bottle

(album: Dancehall Dreamer - 1995)

Now women and whiskey, they ain't the answer
Lord, well I just know that this here is true
But the way that I'm feeling, I just might be thinking
Lord, tonight they just might have to do

I've spent a lot of long and lonely nights in honkey tonk taverns
I was two fisted drinking and fighting back against the wall

And I know it's a problem, a no win situation,
but I can't seem to resist that old whiskey call

Mister pour me a drink
Hell, give me the bottle
Set me down in the corner 'till we're two sheets gone
And don't tell me no stories, about a good hearted woman
I wanna hear "Your Cheating Heart" and cry all night long

Now me and my buddies
We've got a lot in common
We all wish we could take time and just turn it around

Take us back to the good old days
of hard work and cowboy ways
Take us to a swinging door saloon
This is what we'll say

Hey Mister pour us a drink
Hell, give us the bottle
Set us down in the corner 'till we're two sheets gone
And don't tell me no stories, about a good hearted woman
I wanna hear "Your Cheating Heart" and cry all night long

Yeah, pour us a drink
Hell, give us the bottle
Set us down in the corner 'till we're two sheets gone
And don't tell us no stories, about a goodhearted woman
I wanna hear "Your Cheating Heart" and cry all night long