No man ever sounded so lonesome
No man ever made you feel such pain
Lord, it must have been a real mean bottle
That made you sing that wayThe stories you told about prison
About a young man gone astray
Lord, it must have been a real mean bottle
That made you write the songs that wayA real mean bottle poured straight from the devil
It's a miracle you're standin' here today
A real mean bottle made you such a rebel
Must've been a real mean bottle made you sing that wayYou spent most all your life with strangers
With a ramblin' fever in your veins
Hag, it must have been a real mean bottle
That made you play the blues that wayA real mean bottle poured straight from the devil
It's a miracle you're standin' here today
A real mean bottle made you such a rebel
It must've been a real mean bottle made you sing that wayA real mean bottle poured straight from the devil
It must've been a real mean bottle made you sing that way
Songwriters
Gill, Vincent GrantPublished by
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.