(Luke McDaniel)



The jukebox is playing a honky tonk song

One more I keep saying and then I'll go home

What good would it do me I know what I'll find

An empty bottle a broken heart and you're still on my mind.



The people are laughing and having their fun

While I sit here crying over what you have done

My pockets are empty my last drink of wine

An empty bottle a broken heart and you're still on my mind.



Alone and forsaken so blue I could die

I just sit here drinking till the bottle runs dry

To try and forget you I turn to the wine

An empty bottle a broken heart and you're still on my mind.



An empty bottle a broken heart and you're still on my mind...