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Frank Black – Whiskey In Your Shoes

August 8, 2008

My friend is speechless.
Will you give him some wine?
He lost his own son
at the drag racing line.
Oh, please tell us bartender,
what can he do?
Cry some tears for your water
and pour whiskey in your shoes.

Nothing to do about it.
First, you grab it
then, you lift it
then, you pour it down.

Got divorce papers
and we put down the ink.
So, tonight, I won’t be having my usual drink.
Hey there, bartender,
can you make me something new?
Cry some tears for your water.
I’ll pour whiskey in your shoes.

Nothing to do about it.
First, you grab it
then, you lift it
then, you pour it down.

Hey there, bartender,
can I owe you the cash?
‘Cause the end of the world,
well, it came in a flash.
And, I know that tomorrow
I’ll have some new excuse.
To cry tears for my water
and pour whiskey in my shoes.

Nothing to do about it.
First, you grab it
then, you lift it
then, you pour it down.

There once was a band that played this song in their set. I haven’t heard too much of them lately though.

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