Another Day, Another Bottle

Another Day, Another Bottle

I’m sitting in the corner
With a whiskey and a smoke
The barkeep pours another
The waitress tells a joke

The jukebox is on auto
But still, people go and choose
I just sit here with my whiskey
Dropping ashes on my shoes

Another Day, Another Bottle
My life is dragging by
Another Day, Another Bottle
I’m just waiting here to die
Another Day, Another Bottle
I gave it my best try
Another Day, Another Bottle
I’m just waiting here to die

Beer no longer cuts it
It’s just whiskey, hold the ice
A maduro or cohiba
Makes it go down rather nice

The barkeep keeps his distance
Knows I’ll order when I’m dry
But, I nurse each whiskey longer
’cause I’ve just no cash to buy

Another Day, Another Bottle
My life is dragging by
Another Day, Another Bottle
I’m just waiting here to die
Another Day, Another Bottle
I gave it my best try
Another Day, Another Bottle
I’m just waiting here to die

The jukebox plays some country
It plays Cash, Nelson and Joe South
It doesn’t play the new stuff
It leaves a bad taste in my mouth

I sit here in the corner
With my whiskey and my smoke
Neither one has killed me
But damn, they’ve made me broke

Another Day, Another Bottle
My life is dragging by
Another Day, Another Bottle
I’m just waiting here to die
Another Day, Another Bottle
I gave it my best try
Another Day, Another Bottle
I’m just waiting here to die