Six Feet in the Ground

Bartender, bartender, pour me a shot

I've got a memory to drown

And I'm not giving up until me or that memory

Is buried six feet in the ground

Hey sailor Jerry, it's good to see you

I can see you're doing fine

Pull up a glass while I'm thinking this through

You always getting me through the night

And oh Mr. Jameson, what's that you say?

I should just leave her behind

'Cause I'm better off now without her wicked ways

That drove me out of my mind

Whoa now

Bartender, bartender, pour me a shot

I've got a memory to drown

And I'm not givin' up until me or that memory

Is buried six feet in the ground

Shot glass in hand, I'll dig a hole

So damn deep nobody will know

Where I laid to rest my heartbroken soul

Well I guess that I should just pay off my tab

Go home and hope for the best

But she'll never miss me and this glass of whiskey

It seems to be all I got left

Whoa now

Bartender, bartender, pour me a shot

I've got a memory to drown

On second thought pass me the bottle instead

Tonight I'm gonna shoot this one down

Whoa I've tried this before without any luck

She always comes back around

But I'm not giving up until me or that memory

Is buried six feet in the ground

Buried six feet in the ground

Oh, buried six feet in the ground