(Verse)
My stomach's all messed up from last night's drinking,
Got another two hours of sitting here, just thinking.
By the time I get home, it'll be dark, too dark to see,
I'll resort to whiskey, and my guitar to set me free.
(Chorus)
I won't leave this town tomorrow, it's gotta be tonight,
I gotta break this mad routine, 'cos it just ain't right.
This Hell-bound circling spiral of negativity,
Eats me up inside and blinds me constantly.
(Verse)
Another hour-and-a-half to go and I just can't win,
I've got some shopping to do, even though I know it's a sin,
I'll buy a bottle of whiskey and a box of wine,
And I'll sit and I'll play and I'll drink, 'til I feel just fine,
(Verse)
Now I don't care, what people think of me,
I'm a good man, and honest I'll always be,
But I dress up, and I look good in the day,
When the darkness comes, I can't help but fly away.
♥ Country Music ♥
© Liam D. E. Jones 12/01/12
In my head, I've got the music to, “Lady in the Harbor,” (Waylon Jennings)