Story Behind The Song
Inspired by relatable real life experiences.
Song Description
Blues/Rock "Ballad" - Relatable story about the consequences of drinking too much, getting kicked out of the house, and trying to turn things around.
| Song Length |
4:20 |
Genre |
Blues - Traditional, Blues - Rock |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Gloomy |
Subject |
Bad Love, Dysfunctional Relations |
| Similar Artists |
The Eagles |
Era |
1990 - 1999 |
Lyrics
Verse:
Woke this morning, well past sunrise
Whiskey haze clouding my eyes.
Out my window saw my things, on the sidewalk.
What did I do this time? Why can't we just talk?
Verse:
Went to the street; to get my belongings.
Pay the price again, doing the wrong things.
I think as I stuff them, in an old sack,
Guess I shouldn't ask now, if I can go back.
Chorus:
Every time I get wasted,
find myself where concrete meets the grass.
You'd think by now, I wouldn't waste it.
Darlin' I hope that chance, wasn't my last.
Verse:
Spend lonely nights, in a cheap room,
Hoping for that phone to ring soon.
Could I search answers on the nightstand, in that Bible,
Reaching past the phone, and whiskey bottle.
Chorus:
Every time I get wasted,
find myself where concrete meets the grass.
You'd think by now, I wouldn't waste it.
Darlin' I hope that chance, wasn't my last.