Drinkin' again
Thinking of when you loved me
Having a few
Wishing that you were here
Making the rounds
Buying a round for total strangers
Just being a fool
'Cause I keep hoping, hoping
Hoping you'll appear
Sure I can borrow a smoke
I can sit here all night and tell these jokers some jokes
But who wants to laugh
Who's gonna laugh at a broken heart?
Oh, my heart is aching, I swear it's breaking
And I'm drinking again
Thinking of when you loved me
And I'm tryin' to get home
With nothin', nothin' but a memory
Yes, I'm dying to get home
Dying to get home
With just my memory
Really, just trying to make it on home
And I got nothin' but a bottle of Seagram's
And a memory
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