#1 in Alternative Country, September 2007.
songwriter
original
san jose
david evans
fat chance
windstorm
street wise
dave evans
david w evans
Lyrics
I stepped into my favorite waterin' hole
It's down on fifth or Main I don't really know
The bartender flashes a smile and calls my name
She pours my drink I always have the same
The fly at the end of the bar huddled over her gin
Always seems to be here when I stumble in
Her gaze meets mine as she raises her glass to her lips
She says I don't dwell too much on the things that I've missed
After all I've seen and done I can promise you this
You'll never drink away your lonliness
There's a crowd of regulars most I've never met
And those I have I'd just as soon forget
Some shooting pool some talk too loud on the phone
Some need a friend, some want to be left alone
And as for me I can see my face in the mirror
Wondering just when it was that this stranger got here
The glaze in my eyes reflects the glass in my fist
Trying to drink away my loneliness
Once in awhile some gal will let me take her home
Even in each other's arms we're both still alone
Filling a need but before it gets to light
One of us will sneak away like a thief in the night
And later on as I sit on the edge of the bed
Bottle of Jack in my hand and an ache in my head
I can't seem to do it no matter how I insist
I just can't drink away my loneliness
I fall into my favorite waterin' hole
The very place I think I left my soul