Like in every country song I fell from my barstool Holding on to my glass I sure feel like a fool Like in every country song I’m trying hard to forget you And I’ll crawl home in the early hours feeling oh so blue
And around noon I’ll stumble out of a frozen bed I will wonder at which point I hit the bar with my head And I’ll listen to the blood pumping hard in my chest One more day on my own and a night with no rest
Like in every country song I fell from my barstool Holding on to my glass I sure feel like a fool Like in every country song I’m trying hard to forget you And I’ll crawl home in the early hours feeling oh so blue
And the worst place to be is that white bathroom here In the mirror I see nothing but an old man wearing a wig I sure do look like I need a break from this life of mine But like in every country song I’m on my way back to the bar Back to the bar.
Like in every country song I fell from my barstool Holding on to my glass I sure look like a fool Like in every country song I’m drinking hard to forget you And I’ll crawl home in the early hours feeling oh so blue