I drank with a man from the deep whiskey well
I laughed with the ghost of a man straight from hell
I know
He’s lonely
He spoke of the things that he’d ever done wrong
We danced when the radio played that old song
He knows
From somewhere
He leaned on my shoulder again and again
He talked to me like I was his only friend
I know
He’s lonely
We drank to his sister we drank to the sky
We drank to my brother here’s mud in your eye
Oh yeah
We drank to the health of our lost little souls
We drank to the lies we should never have told
Oh for something to have and hold
I drank with a man from the deep whiskey well
I drank with the ghost of a man straight from hell
He knows I’m lonely
He knows
I know
Bambi Lee Savage
6 mars 2009
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