[Verse 1]
Here I am alone, strumming this guitar,
at home on a Friday night when I oughta be at the bar.
I told all my friends I needed time to think
but the truth of it is think I’ll just stay here and drink.
 
[Chorus]
'Cause you’re a memory I can’t stop, a heartache on the jukebox,
a hurting feeling when that needle drops down on the groove.
You're the lead even in the story, you were good but no good for me,
mama tried to warn me you’d break my heart in two.
Merle Haggard, woulda wrote songs about you.
 
[Verse 2]
If the whiskey in this bottle don’t let me down
might not get over you but I’ll gain a little ground.
Somehow it feels like the highs were worth the lows,
I know I might sound crazy, guess that’s the way love goes.
 
[Chorus]
You’re a memory I can’t stop, a heartache on the jukebox,
a hurting feeling when that needle drops down on the groove.
You're the lead even in the story, you were good but no good for me,
mama tried to warn me you’d break my heart in two.
Merle Haggard, woulda wrote songs about you.
 
 
[Bridge]
Yeah, a good one, a sad one,   wish I had you back one,
when he sang those heartbroke songs sure sounds like he had one.
 
[End-Chorus]
You’re a memory I can’t stop, a heartache on the jukebox,
a hurting feeling when that needle drops down on the groove.
You're the lead even in the story, you were good but no good for me,
mama tried to warn me you’d break my heart in two.
Merle Haggard, woulda wrote songs about you,
Merle Haggard, woulda wrote songs about you.