Lyric

Wake up with the light shining

The flames of sun is annoying

Radio that is left on

The drunkard blues that the empty bottles on the floor tell

Light a cigarette and look up at the rising smoke

I forgot about yesterday

I don't think about today

It doesn't matter if I die tomorrow

I am revived with whiskey mojo over and over again

Sit on a worn couch and drain the bottles of whiskey

Muddy boots and rusty string gibson. The drunkard blues

Light a cigarette and look up at the rising smoke

I forgot about yesterday

I don't think about today

It doesn't matter if I die tomorrow

I am revived with whiskey mojo over and over again