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A shot of bourbon
With a cold beer chaser.
Another lonely night
Talkin' to my friendly bartender.
Smokin' cigars and
Drinkin' my troubles away.
Your name came up again
Like it has so many yesterdays.
Gimme one more shot,
And please make it a double.
I jus' really wanna
Forget all my worries and troubles.
Came home one evening
About seven months ago.
Our new house was empty,
Your whereabouts completely unknown.
A few hours later,
You called on the phone to say
That you were leavin' me,
That you could no longer possibly stay.
Gimme one more shot,
And please make it a double.
I jus' really wanna
Forget all my worries and troubles.
Yeah, I'm jus' tryin'
To make it through one more day.
Jus' one day at a time,
Yesterday, tomorrow and today.
Jus' tryin' to function,
That's about all I can do.
Try as much as I might,
I just can't stop thinkin' about you.
Gimme one more shot,
And please make it a double.
I'm really tryin' to
Forget all my worries and troubles.
Hit me one more time,
And please make it a double.
Gimme one more shot,
And please, Levin, make it a double.
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© Copyright 2008. All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by my ol' bartender friend, Levin Letner
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