
Lyrics to Bottom Of A Bottle
I care too much for my own good
I got a dog in each and every fight
Lost a few along the way
As soon as day turns into night
I have been known to go looking
To find
What was mine
I lost my nerve
So I searched the corner bar
I lost my faith
So I went wishing on a Lone Star
I lost my woman
So I went swimming in a river of Four Roses
Next thing I knew, I was horizontal, and my friends
Were fishing me out of the bottom
Of a bottle
I'm missing you more every day
I can't keep the wantin' you at bay
Not that I've tried to even try
I keep looking for you and your brown eyes
In all the wrong places just to cover all my bases
Checkеd every honky-tonk in town
I lost my nervе
So I searched the corner bar
I lost my faith
So I went wishing on a Lone Star
I lost my woman
So me and my double vision went spinning
Next thing the ground's coming up at me like gospel
Truth is easier to swallow
At the bottom of a bottle
If you hear this song someday
Please send a prayer my way
I lost my nerve
So I searched the corner bar
I lost my faith
So I went wishing on a Lone Star
I lost my woman
Woke up alone, my head pounding something awful
Oh God, don't let me die
Here at the bottom of a bottle
I got a dog in each and every fight
Lost a few along the way
As soon as day turns into night
I have been known to go looking
To find
What was mine
I lost my nerve
So I searched the corner bar
I lost my faith
So I went wishing on a Lone Star
I lost my woman
So I went swimming in a river of Four Roses
Next thing I knew, I was horizontal, and my friends
Were fishing me out of the bottom
Of a bottle
I'm missing you more every day
I can't keep the wantin' you at bay
Not that I've tried to even try
I keep looking for you and your brown eyes
In all the wrong places just to cover all my bases
Checkеd every honky-tonk in town
I lost my nervе
So I searched the corner bar
I lost my faith
So I went wishing on a Lone Star
I lost my woman
So me and my double vision went spinning
Next thing the ground's coming up at me like gospel
Truth is easier to swallow
At the bottom of a bottle
If you hear this song someday
Please send a prayer my way
I lost my nerve
So I searched the corner bar
I lost my faith
So I went wishing on a Lone Star
I lost my woman
Woke up alone, my head pounding something awful
Oh God, don't let me die
Here at the bottom of a bottle