I was sitting on a....

[Avante]

...bar stool
gin tonic in my hand
staring in the mirror
at a very lonely man

I downed my drink
wiped a tear from my chin
then asked the bartender
hey buddy another shot of gin

he filled my glass
then walked away
just about that time
the jukebox began to play




so after the tune
I grabbed my keys
headed to the door
out to my pick up truck
and my loaded 44

on my way
that old jukebox
begin to play



why did she leave me
why did she go
now I'm at my pick up truck
about the open the doe (slang)

one round in the brain
that should work
put me out of my misery
put me in the dirt