Whiskey Bottle - Joe Douglas Trent

© 2024 Joe Douglas Trent
Remembering good times from a bad place.
#sadstory #blues #reflection #whiskey
Lyrics
Whiskey bottle,
Lyin' empty by the road
Whiskey bottle,
Lyin' empty by the road
Oh yeah
Well, if that bottle could have spoken,
Oh, what a story it would have told
He picks up that bottle
Five dollar bill he done lay down
Out that front door
Headed just outside of town
Sitting 'neath that old shade tree,
Watchin' those memories coming down
Here they come
Pretty young woman,
Summer dress lit by the sun
Precious babies,
Comin' along one by one, Mmm Hmm
All calling him Daddy,
You know he loved his daughters and his son
Yes, he did
Recalls that sad day
When his woman went away
He had lied and he had cheated
And she found she could not stay
Thinking, despair he is a friend of mine,
And he's never far away
No, no, no
Whiskey bottle,
Resting empty on its back
Old whiskey bottle,
Resting empty on its back
Well, I pick up that bottle
And I drop it in my sack