Drinking Alone

It's been a long week
It's been a long long year
The kids are asleep
And my woman's right here
I didn't pick up that bottle
It jumped right off the shelf
So I'm having this party
Here by myself

Here's to the memories and here's to the past
That damn ole mirror at the bottom of the glass

I'm just a fool on the couch in this house I call home
Yeah my friend I ain't Drinking Alone
No you can't call it Drinking Alone

I ain't playing no records
I ain't wasting no time
I won't call all my buddies
They're all on my mind
My brothers and sisters
My grandfathers too
Lovers and strangers
Yeah they're all coming through

Here's to the memories and here's to the past
And that damn ole mirror at the bottom of the glass

I'm just a fool on the couch in this house I call home
Yeah my friend I ain't Drinking Alone
No you can't call it Drinking Alone

Here's to the memories and here's to the past
And that damn old mirror at the bottom of the glass

I'm just a fool on the couch in this house I call home
Yeah my friend I ain't Drinking Alone
No you can't call it Drinking Alone



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Snyder, Chris Davisson, Adam Hood, Vince Herman
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