Bad Liver And A Broken Heart
Well I got a bad liver and broken heart, yeah, I drunk me a river since you
tore me apart And I don't have a drinking problem, 'cept when I can't get a
drink And I wish you'd a-known her, we were quite a pair, She was sharp
as a razor and soft as a prayer So welcome to the continuing saga, she was
my better half, and I was just a dog And so here am I slumped, I've been
chipped and I've been chumped on my stool So buy this fool some spirits and
libations, it's these railroad station bars And all these conductors and
porters, and I'm all out of quarters And this epitaph is the aftermath, yeah
I choose my path, hey, come on, Kath, He's a lawyer, he ain't the one for
ya No, the moon ain't romantic, it's intimidating as hell, And some guy's
trying to sell me a watch And so I'll meet you at the bottom of a bottle of
bargain Scotch I got me a bottle and a dream, it's so maudlin it
seems, You can name your poison, go on ahead and make some noise I ain't
sentimental, this ain't a purchase, it's a rental, and it's purgatory, And
hey, what's your story, well I don't even care Cause I got my own
double-cross to bear
And I'll see your Red Label, and I'll raise you
one more, And you can pour me a cab, I just can't drink no more, Cause it
don't douse the flames that are started by dames, It ain't like
asbestos It don't do nothing but rest us assured, And substantiate the
rumors that you've heard |