Текст песни Sorrow On The Rocks

Just pour me sorrow on the rocks

Bartender sorrow on the rocks will do

I'm tryin' to drown my troubles

So make it a double, mhm, mhm, mhm.

The seat of my pants is slick from my barstool

And my hand's in the shape of a glass

My eyes look like a roadmap of Georgia

And it's a shame I've lost my class.

One broken heart can do strange things

To a fellow who can't take pain

But in this hundred proof condition I'm in

No position to take her back again.

So pour me sorrow on the rocks

Bartender sorrow on the rocks will do

I'm tryin' to drown my troubles

So make it a double, mhm, mhm, mhm.
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Looks like the hair on my head ain't never met a comb

And my face is a bearded mess

My hand shakes slightly and I have to walk lightly

Or I'll weave from right to left.

The music on the jukebox don't mean a thing

'Cause I'm too far gone for a song

I sure feel bad 'cause my baby ain't here

And I'm sorry that I done her wrong.

So pour me sorrow on the rocks

Bartender sorrow on the rocks will do

I'm tryin' to drown my troubles

So make it a double, mhm, mhm, mhm.

So pour me sorrow on the rocks

Bartender sorrow on the rocks will do

I'm tryin' to drown my troubles

So make it a double, mhm, mhm, mhm...