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Drinking songs for Sober Drunks

by Bill White

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1.
Wino 02:40
I am an old wino with a story to tell Of a weekend in heaven though some call it hell I start every day with a shit and a puke Just like my old buddy Charlie the Buke When you gas up the car you fill up the tank But expect me to get by on a gallon a day I am no car, Im a wino, you see And need at least two gallons of Carlos Rossi You can flush a toliet but you cant flush me Im the king of the 21st century My hide is tougher than a rhino But my heart is soft ........Im a wino! I love all the women and they used to love me Now even the squirrels think Im out of my tree I walk like a monkey but im feeling fine Even my vomit is sweet like my wine I might shit my pants but i dont shit my friends Im preaching the gospel..its the time of the end Im faithful nd fearless and still full of spunk When they drop the big one im sure to be drunk So come all you young men, so big and so bold Leave the beer in the freezer, let it get cold Come down to the beach, youll find me in the sand Passed out but still puking,,Can you lend me a hand? We will all go together to the land of regret I have the goblet that will help us forget We will go to the graveyard like children to their beds And we will all be so drunk we wont know that we are dead.
2.
Stumble down, you 59ers Into your early graves No more shall you be drinking What in life you craved Here is a final shot of bourbon Wash it down with a glass of beer This is the last glass you will be raising You will not see your 60th year Alone in your special sadness Your life has never been in balance Yours is the song of the songless bird A sadness beyond words Stumble down, my departed sister It is not such a long way down In your life, you have fallen futher Than a ghost in a ghost town The spirits took you higher Than a rocket to the moon Why did nobody warn you You would be dying soon Alone in your special sadness Your life has never been in balance Yours is the song of the songless bird A sadness beyond words Stumble down, my dear old daddy Down the banks of the River Styx You are the last of your battalion The Last of the Bastardly Six It was down by the Cedar River That I was hit by a speeding car I was crossing the avenue To pull you out of that stinking bar We were off to do some fishing Me with my bear claws, you with your beer But you left me on the roadside Now Im waiting for you here So stumble down, you 59ers Into your early graves No more shall you be wallowing In the rotgut that you craved Sad beyond words
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s V1 hands are moving slowly on the faded wall clock the bar is clearing out maybe I should stop drinking down my sorrows alone on a bar stool someday, I promise, stop is what I will do... PC1 but today I am a tears in my beers kind of fool...oo...oo C five empty bottles and a full ashtray lights way down low as breakup songs play tomorrow might be a better day but I’ll take another beer and cigarette today V1 bartender is cleaning all the glassware put the closed sign up while I’m drinking here he says he will call a taxi for me to go I grab my beer to leave as I shake my head no... PC1 as tonight I’m a lonely guy with no place to go... oh... oh... C five empty bottles and a full ashtray lights way down low as breakup songs play tomorrow might be a better day but I’ll take another beer and cigarette today B if you would come back now I’d try to clean up my act I know you’ve heard that before and someday it will be a fact.... PC1 but tonight I am okay wallowing where I’m at...yeah..yeah.. C five empty bottles and a full ashtray lights way down low as breakup songs play tomorrow might be a better day but I’ll take another beer and cigarette today TAG yeah, I’ll have another beer and cigarette today..
4.
Thirty years ago I put the bottle down Last night I went to the corner bar And bought the house a round Every single glass was raised To cheer me with a toast I touched the glass to my lips Then poured the liquor down my throat I hadnt tasted paradise In thirty sacred years The warmth spread through my body And brought my sul to tears Then I set my glass down And waved the bar goodbye I know what would have happened If I kept on drinking with the guys Drinking may well be a sin but it isnt a disease Its a moral inclination like a Frenchman wth his cheese An alki is a junkie Who can resist another pop Ive learned the art of drinking Is knowing when to stop Some say one drink is too many And ten are not enough Ex smokers go back to a pack a day After daring to take one puff As if a human being is too weak to work his will A sober drumk is still a drunk Who walks the edge of Hell So of you need a label to keep from falling in Call yourself an alcoholic Put the shine back on your skin But I think this AA business Is a lot of bunk If you keep on ordering round after round You are bound To become a drunk Drinking may well be a sin but it isnt a disease Its a moral inclination like a Frenchman wth his cheese An alki is a junkie Who can resist another pop Ive learned the art of drinking Is knowing when to stop Drinking is a pleasure That most people enjoy Whether on a girls night out Or a night out with the boys A glass of holiday cheer Or a pint of ballpark beer Sometimes when you dine You want to drink a little wine But there are some who get up in the morning And their whole world is dead Nothing comes alive Until the liquor hits their head Its an alternative reality The one where drunkards dwell There i heartbreak, sickness, and loneliness In the Jack Daniels Hotel Drinking may well be a sin but it isnt a disease Its a moral inclination like a Frenchman wth his cheese An alki is a junkie Who can resist another pop Ive learned the art of drinking Is knowing when to stop
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You better save that piece harold You might be hungry in the morning Take your cake across the lake Before the dancing girls start pouring Nobody ever said You have to be perfect Just find out what you are And try to stay that way Theres a line for the soup And another line for the sermon Choose your line and stay in line You can eat or you can pray You better save that piece harold There are dragons on the windshield Eight legged flies falling from the skies Into the barren field You better save that piece harold Its time to step down from the table If you are able to stay on your feet You better make haste and run to the stable
6.
I used to see you here Every saturday nght sometimes on the dancefloor Sometimes in the spotlight I came in just now To check out the view Forty years have gone by I didnt expect to see you So Dance With Me, Donna Im buying the next round Ill keep my hands above your waist And Ill try not to fall down Im not the slob I used to be Im giving you lots of room I wont push your fig If you dont pull my prunes You always were my favorite Girl in the back up choir The way you sang, the way you moved Was hotter than fire Dorry I got so out of hand And overstepped my bounds But the way you shook those peaches Could make a bullfrog hump a hound Dance With Me, Donna Dance With Me, Donna Dance With Me, Donna Dance With Me, Donna Dance With Me, Donna Beneath the emerald Moon I know you cant forgive me For the things I used to do I kissed you in front of your lover Then I kissed your lover too Donna I still love you now As I loved you then But I tried to be your lover before I was your friend Dance With Me, Donna This is the last dance of the day When the musics over Theres gonna be hell to pay The living will stand down And the rotten dead will rise And no more shall i gaze Into your tired, emerald eyes Dance With Me, Donna Dance With Me, Donna Dance With Me, Donna Dance With Me, Donna Dance With Me, Donna Beneath the emerald Moon
7.
i know you dont like it when I call you baby So dont flake out on me dont make me crazy ill be pulling in at mindnight, pulling oit at half past three So dont be late, baby dont flake out on me i left you for another a year ago today i was the one who was leaving you were the one who got away when we were in the garden, you were planting seeds i was trimming hedges and rooting up the weeds in the dark you asked e what i wanted most the words of love and passion or the kiss of the holy ghost tis better, says the messenger, to marry than to burn if again i leave you no more shall i return im crossing clear to the other side above the wind and sleet and rain i see you running as i slide away bringing me the last of the courvasier dont leave me in the past, all dead and buried why cant t be like it was before you got married? if you fly from these mountains to the clouds of solid rock who will be your lover, the sparrow or the hawk?
8.
I just woke up sick again from the poison night before I tried to get into emergency but they woudnt let me through the door Went into convulsions on the boulevard Opened up your letter You words hit me so hard If you want to blame somebody For all the hate and misery Put the blame on me O loitered on the corner Took your written abuse A hustler hit me up for a cigarette but i couldnt shake one loose He ran a finger acrss his scar A woman in a window came down into the street and disappeared into a bar If you want to blame somebody For how ridiculous ife can be Put the blame on me I spare changed outside a liquor store Until I got enough for some gin Threw my shirt into the gutter and wiped the vomit from my chin Picked through a garbage can for some magazines Got the geeling it was gonna be Another bloody Halloween If you want to blame somebody For what went wrong between you and me Put the blame on me A naked man who started to run was shot down by the cops O was stomped i a junkyard by Mexicans When I was running props In the alley at gunpoint a frightened kid Was forced to give up his head And you write me this letter that makes me wish that I was dead If you want to blame somebody Im not about to cop a plea Put the blame on me
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Lyrics: When Whiskey Won't Play Nice © 2019 Cindy Prince At first it was fun Coming a little undone Relaxing with my friends At first it was one Then on a whiskey run But this has got to end Chorus First it was once then it was twice Then over and over until I lost count When whiskey won't play nice And I'm falling drunk on the ground Straight up or on cubes of ice I found out that whiskey won't play nice Bridge Whiskey sure made me a fool Like wearing that dunce cap in school It's not fun like before When my face hit the floor I gotta find my way outta this I don't know what's in store But I'm walking out that door I'm climbing up out of this mess Repeat chorus
10.
1, How come you think that you know me? Who I am? What I am supposed to be? I try to fly with made up wings While the choir of better knowing sings CH It Feels like I’m falling a part In burning pieces of a heart Cant find me help who am I now? I try to fly but dunno know how Im falling down like broken glass The burning shards are all that last 2, Im walking with you... but alone Wonder if you really are my home? Black shades are crawling in between Eternal, changeless, and unseen. CH It Feels like I’m falling a part In burning pieces of a heart Cant find me help who am I now? I try to fly but dunno know how Im falling down like broken glass The burning shards are all that last 2, I feel you ... jet I run away Wonder if there will be another day What ones was love has burned to sand We both dream of the greener land CH It Feels like I’m falling a part In burning pieces of a heart Cant find me help who am I now? I try to fly but dunno know how Im falling down like broken glass The burning shards are all that last
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It was a river of whiskey That brought me to your prison Let whiskey river take me home I was a drunk, I hit stone bottom I killed a man in a bar fight There was a riot n my cell block I was running to save my life I didnt mean to kill that gaurd He had me in a strangle hold It was him or me I told myself So I wrote my own parole It was a river of whiskey That brought me to your prison Let whiskey river take me home Now its time to meet the hangman Its time to pay the price I came in darkness to the world Because of me, two men have died Before you put me in the ground Let me have another round Let me go back to whiskey river One last time before I die Let me go back to whiskey river Where my lonesome memories flow Let m go back to whskey river Where I can face my death alone

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If you are sober, you can get drunk on these songs. If you are a drunk, these songs will sober you up

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released December 15, 2019

all songs performed by Bill White
except Sad Beyond Words (Nadia Cripps piano, Bill White Vocals)

Wino, The Art of Drinking, Save That Piece Harold, Dance With Me Donna, Baby Dont Flake Out on Me, Put the Blame on Me, Back to Whiskey Viver words and music by Bill White

Sad Beyond Words, Music by Nadia Cripps, Words by Bill White
Five Empty Bottles Words by Elozabeth Petty Music by Bill White
When Whiskey Wont Play Nice Words by Cindy Prince Music by Bill Whte, Broken Lyrics by Acousticmaddie Music by Bill White

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