Three Fingers of Yellowstone (117)

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Three fingers of Yellowstone
Hasn't killed the pain tonight.
It hasn't chased away the blues
Like I had hoped it might.

I ain't got nowhere to go;
It's been a tiresome long day.
One more night in a smokey bar,
Wasting my life away.

Give me one more, Mr. Bartender,
Three fingers of Yellowstone.
Ya' see Mr. Bartender, I just hate
Bein' here all alone.

Three fingers of Yellowstone
Hasn't killed the pain tonight.
It hasn't chased away the blues
Like I had hoped it might.

Three fingers of Yellowstone,
A dash or two of bitters.
Be my friend and lift my spirits;
Calm my shaky jitters.

Smooth and mellow Yellowstone,
Help me make it through the night.
She's gone and left me once again;
Yeah, we had another fight.

Three fingers of Yellowstone
Hasn't killed the pain tonight.
It hasn't chased away the blues
Like I had hoped it might.

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© Copyright 2009.  All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by Willie Nelson

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Another Cotton-Mouth Mornin' (116)

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*twangy strums from Willie Nelson's old beat-up guitar*

'Woke up this Kentucky mornin';
I was feelin' pretty damned low.
My stomach was really a churnin',
And my friggin' head hurt me so!

Need a bucket o' ice water!
Another cotton-mouth mornin'!
Yeah, I'm afraid it's another
Head-splittin', cotton-mouth mornin'!

*more twangin' from Willie's guitar*

First light of mornin' now showin'
Dimly through the window curtains.
But when she rolled o'er against me,
Who she was I wasn't certain.

Need a bucket o' ice water!
Another cotton-mouth mornin'!
Yeah, I'm afraid it's another
Head-splittin', cotton-mouth mornin'!

*more twangin' from Willie's guitar*

Empty bottle o' Jack Daniels
O'er by the magazine rack.
No recollection of much else,
But I did recognize Ol' Jack.

Need a bucket o' ice water!
Another cotton-mouth mornin'!
Yeah, I'm afraid it's another
Head-splittin', cotton-mouth mornin'!

*more twangin' from Willie's guitar*

I'm just wonderin' what's her name?
Is it Alice, Patty or Beth?
Or could it be Bonnie or Jane?
It just ain't comin' to me yet!

Need a bucket o' ice water!
Another cotton-mouth mornin'!
Yeah, I'm afraid it's another
Head-splittin', cotton-mouth mornin'!

*more twangin' from Willie's guitar*

When she wakes, I'll just call 'er hon.
Yep, I suppose that's what I'll do.
Or is her name Liz or Lyndah?
Maybe her name's on her tatoo?

Need a bucket o' ice water!
Another cotton-mouth mornin'!
Yeah, I'm afraid it's another
Head-splittin', cotton-mouth mornin'!

*more twangin' from Willie's guitar*

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© Copyright 2008.  All rights reserved.
Truman T. Tiger aka Richard H. Schaefer
Inspired by Willie Nelson

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