The Bottle

The memories of you still haunt my mother

She cannot get you off of her mind

I love you a little more than I love myself

I'm gleaming in your eyes, you rest upon my shelf

I've always got you by my side

These shades hide a pain down deep inside

I know you gonna take me to my grave

Funny how I ain't so ashamed to be your slave

Going into town another bottle down

I'm gonna find another one that's just like you

I will take you home or we can be alone

And drown out the memories of yesterday

Here I am with my family all around me

You've done what they told me you would do

A hundred roses on my coffin

And my mother crying over you

Going into town another bottle down

I'm gonna find another one that's just like you

I will take you home or we can be alone

And drown out the memories of yesterday

So put that whiskey bottle down boy

Don't you let it take a hold of you

Or you'll a hundred roses on your coffin

And your mother crying over you

Your mother crying over you