Text: Shel Silverstein. Drinkin' From The Bottle.

Drinkin' from the bottle and singin' from the heart,
Cryin' blues in motel rooms,
Lord, the hard times weren't that hard.
And some fell in, and some fell out and some just fell apart,

Drinkin' from the bottle and singin' from the heart.
Harlan sing us "Heartaches By the Number", one more time.
Johnny tell us how that woman helped you walk the line.
Willie sing us "Hello Walls", cuz we all know our parts.

(hello a?? hello)

Been drinkin' from the bottle and singin' from the heart.
That blonde there, sittin' on the floor,
My sad song made her cry,
I think she caught my zipper,
a?˜Bout the time I caught her eye.
For she can take my body home
But who's gonna drive the car?
We been drinkin' from the bottle and singin' from the heart.

Drinkin' from the bottle and singin' from the heart.
Cryin' blues in motel rooms,
Lord, the hard times weren't that hard.
Some fell in, and some fell out and some just fell apart.

Drinkin' from the bottle and singin' from the heart.
Now I sip my Chevis, from a fancy crystal glass,
A young, ambitious, eight-piece hot band,
A-pushin' at my ass.
Well, I was singin' for the money,
I think back to the start,
When we were drinkin' from the bottle and singin' from the heart.

So let's start drinkin' from the bottle, singin' from the heart,
Cryin' blues in motel rooms,
Lord, the hard times weren't that hard.
Some fell in, and some fell out and some just fell apart.
Drinkin' from the bottle and singin' from the heart.
Drinkin' from the bottle and singin' from the heart.