Billy Walker
From The Bottle To The Bottom

(Kris Kristofferson)

You ask me if I'm happy
Now that's good as any joke I've heard
It seems that since I've seen you last
I done forgot the meaning of the words.

If happiness is empty rooms and drinkin' in the afternoon
Well, I suppose I'm happy as a clown
But if it's got a thing to do with smilin' or forgettin' you
Well, I don't guess that I can say I am.

Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone
Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew
When the water from the weeds has soaked the paper
He's been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' through.

And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants
Because he's never seen a single dream come true
Well, that's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started fallin'
From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
Learnin' hard to live with losin' you.

You wonder if I'm better off with freedom
Now to do the things I choose
With all my times my own and I got nothing left
But sleepin' time to lose.

There's no one here to carry on if I stay out the whole night long
Or give a tankerous damn if I don't call
I'm livin' like I wanted to and doin' things I wanna do
And nothing means a thing to me at all.

Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone
Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew
When the water from the weeds has soaked the paper
He's been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' through.

And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants
Because he's never seen a single dream come true
Well, that's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started fallin'
From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
Learnin' hard to live with losin' you.

From the bottle to the bottom losin' you...


Mirror lyrics:

From the bottle to the bottom losin' you...

Learnin' hard to live with losin' you.
From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
Well, that's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started fallin'
Because he's never seen a single dream come true
And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants

He's been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' through.
When the water from the weeds has soaked the paper
Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew
Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone

And nothing means a thing to me at all.
I'm livin' like I wanted to and doin' things I wanna do
Or give a tankerous damn if I don't call
There's no one here to carry on if I stay out the whole night long

But sleepin' time to lose.
With all my times my own and I got nothing left
Now to do the things I choose
You wonder if I'm better off with freedom

Learnin' hard to live with losin' you.
From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
Well, that's the way that I've been feelin' since the day I started fallin'
Because he's never seen a single dream come true
And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants

He's been puttin' in his shoes to keep the ground from comin' through.
When the water from the weeds has soaked the paper
Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew
Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone

Well, I don't guess that I can say I am.
But if it's got a thing to do with smilin' or forgettin' you
Well, I suppose I'm happy as a clown
If happiness is empty rooms and drinkin' in the afternoon

I done forgot the meaning of the words.
It seems that since I've seen you last
Now that's good as any joke I've heard
You ask me if I'm happy

(Kris Kristofferson)


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