At Least I'm Here
Well, I'm a fool
And she's long gone
Now my life's just a mirror to the lyrics of a country song
If you're wonderin' about how I've been
Ever since she tore out the drive
Well, I'm hangin' tough, holdin' up, lucky just to be alive
So I'm tyin' on a high and lonesome
'Til I ain't feelin' no pain
I'm gonna park my butt on this old bar stool
'Til they drag my ass away
Hard times call for hard liquor
And a honky tonk atmosphere
I might be heart-broke
But at least I'm here
It's been hell
Could be worse
Could be six feet deep underneath this Texas dirt
But I'm above ground, gonna have another round
Shootin' down anything you wanna pour
And I ain't stoppin' 'til they chain that lock on them swingin' doors
'Cause I'm tyin' on a high and lonesome
'Til I ain't feelin' no pain
I'm gonna park my butt on this old bar stool
'Til they drag my ass away
Hard times call for hard liquor
And a honky tonk atmosphere
I might be heart-broke
But at least I'm here
Where the river of the cold beer flows
Blue's a little brighter with a neon glow
Yeah, hard times call for hard liquor
And a honky tonk atmosphere
I might be heart-broke
But at least I'm here (where the river of the cold beer flows)
Yeah, I might be heart-broke
But at least I'm here
Ha
And she's long gone
Now my life's just a mirror to the lyrics of a country song
If you're wonderin' about how I've been
Ever since she tore out the drive
Well, I'm hangin' tough, holdin' up, lucky just to be alive
So I'm tyin' on a high and lonesome
'Til I ain't feelin' no pain
I'm gonna park my butt on this old bar stool
'Til they drag my ass away
Hard times call for hard liquor
And a honky tonk atmosphere
I might be heart-broke
But at least I'm here
It's been hell
Could be worse
Could be six feet deep underneath this Texas dirt
But I'm above ground, gonna have another round
Shootin' down anything you wanna pour
And I ain't stoppin' 'til they chain that lock on them swingin' doors
'Cause I'm tyin' on a high and lonesome
'Til I ain't feelin' no pain
I'm gonna park my butt on this old bar stool
'Til they drag my ass away
Hard times call for hard liquor
And a honky tonk atmosphere
I might be heart-broke
But at least I'm here
Where the river of the cold beer flows
Blue's a little brighter with a neon glow
Yeah, hard times call for hard liquor
And a honky tonk atmosphere
I might be heart-broke
But at least I'm here (where the river of the cold beer flows)
Yeah, I might be heart-broke
But at least I'm here
Ha
Credits
Writer(s): Hayden Baker, Thomas Perkins, Timothy Baker
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