Sorrow On The Rocks (Re-Recorded / Remastered)

Just pour me sorrow on the rocks bartender,

Sorrow on the rocks will do

I'm tryin' to drown my troubles,

So make it a double, mhm mhm mhmThe seat of my pants is slick from my barstool

And my hand's in the shape of a glass

My eyes look like a roadmap of Georgia

And it's a shame I've lost my classOne broken heart can do strange things to a fellow who can't take pain

But in this hundred proof condition

I'm in no position to take her back again

So pour me sorrow on the rocks...Looks like the hair on my head ain't never met a comb

And my face is a bearded mess

My hand shakes slightly and I have to walk lightly

Or I'll weave from right to left

Songwriters

Moon, TonyPublished by

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