Turn Up the Bottle
Well tonight this ol' bar room
Is such a lonely place to be
It's just some old Jones on the jukebox
The bartender and me
And that old dirty hard wood dance floor
Where she stole and broke my heart
If I'm gonna drown in my misery
Lord, I got a good place to start
So, turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
I've got a memory that's killing me
I can't take it no more
Well the good times are over
I've been left here all alone
So turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
Well I can't believe she done me like she did
She took my Cadillac car and my old guitar
And split town with the kids
But tonight me and Jones gonna sit right here
Lord knows that the race is on
And if this drinking' don't kill
I guess I'll just go on home
Turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
I've got a memory that's killing me
I can't take it no more
Well the good times are over
I've been left here all alone
So turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
Turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
I've got a memory that's killing me
I can't take it no more
The good times are over
I've been left here all alone
So turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
Well tonight me and Jones gonna sit right here
I just might take the grand tour
And if this drinkin' don't kill me
It just might kill her
Is such a lonely place to be
It's just some old Jones on the jukebox
The bartender and me
And that old dirty hard wood dance floor
Where she stole and broke my heart
If I'm gonna drown in my misery
Lord, I got a good place to start
So, turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
I've got a memory that's killing me
I can't take it no more
Well the good times are over
I've been left here all alone
So turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
Well I can't believe she done me like she did
She took my Cadillac car and my old guitar
And split town with the kids
But tonight me and Jones gonna sit right here
Lord knows that the race is on
And if this drinking' don't kill
I guess I'll just go on home
Turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
I've got a memory that's killing me
I can't take it no more
Well the good times are over
I've been left here all alone
So turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
Turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
I've got a memory that's killing me
I can't take it no more
The good times are over
I've been left here all alone
So turn up the bottle, bartender
Turn up the Jones
Well tonight me and Jones gonna sit right here
I just might take the grand tour
And if this drinkin' don't kill me
It just might kill her
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Writer(s): Eric D Allen
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