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I bought myself a bottle of whiskey I bought myself a bottle of gin And sometimes its hard to tell When one day starts and the next begins Last night I didn’t sleep alone There was a chill on your side of the bed As it was on somebody else’s shoulder You were resting your weary head If somebody said life was easy Let me tell you how hard it could be If you won’t believe a word they say You can believe these words from me I’m knee deep inside a watering hole And I’ll be drenched down to the bone And there’s no clock sitting on the wall To tell me when its time to get up and go Everyone here, they all know my name They see the face and feel the shame Of the one who may not be wrong But the one who carries the blame If somebody said life was easy Let me tell you how hard it could be If you won’t believe a word they say You can believe these words from me Mama says to find a good girl now One that won’t break your heart It’s their sisters that find me But there’s no fire where there’s no spark When it gets hot you say I’m green But dammit if I don’t I feel blue When a man ain’t nothing but a man And that’s all he’ll ever be to you If somebody said life was easy Let me tell you how hard it could be If you won’t believe a word they say You can believe these words from me And it’s the ones you knew That used to be the ones you know And it’s the one’s you hate Who become the one’s you hate to let go So It’s an empty bottle of whiskey It’s an empty bottle of gin And I’m just waiting for the day I get to see your smiling face again. |
i can feel the countrifiedness of this piece. but its not as country in my mind as it could be... are you going to be recording this one too? [and hows all that recordingness going..?] there was a chill on your side of the bed but i didnt sleep alone... thats quite a tragically beautiful idea. the sisters of good girls... mama never did mention those girls did she..? makes me think of that buses and trains song where the girls like "hey ma... why didnt you warn me... coz about boys is something i should have known... theyre like chocolate cake.. like cigarettes i know theyre bad for me but i cant leave them alone.." or whatever you sound like the voice of experience in this song... it could be the gin and whisky talking and lending credibility in a country kinda way though... i hope you get to see the smiling face you long for some day soon... whisky and gin can age a man way too quick... | Posted on 2008-07-26 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ] | |