Lyrics

DRUGSTORE COWBOY

Drugstore cowboy without a horse, Without a wife from a bad divorce
And just to make matters worse, The bottle was the family curse
Don't know if he'll get home tonight, Drunk and dirty, got into a fight
Don't know who turned out his lights, Once again he can't make it right

Blood on the floor of the barroom tonight
Mixed with the sawdust and beer
Another shot from his whiskey glass
Clouds his mind, takes away his fear
Sad thing about his whiskey breath
The tragic whiff of an early death
Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh
Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh

At best he stood five-foot ten, Crossed a six-six bouncer named Ben
Wasn't pretty what happened then, it was over soon after he walked in
Three shots down he was a happy drunk, Another two he was talkin' junk
After that he really stunk, Then he hit the floor with an awful thunk

Blood on the floor of the barroom tonight
Mixed with the sawdust and beer
Another shot from his whiskey glass
Clouds his mind, takes away his fear
Sad thing about his whiskey breath
The tragic whiff of an early death
Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh
Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh


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Blood on the floor of the barroom tonight
Mixed with the sawdust and beer
Another shot from his whiskey glass
Clouds his mind, takes away his fear
Sad thing about his whiskey breath
The tragic whiff of an early death
Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh
Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh


Drugstore cowboy without a truck, without a gal down on his luck
And just to make matters worse, The bottle was the family curse
Drunk and dirty, got into a fight. Don't know if he'll get home tonight
Lost in the dark without a light, he just cant's seem to get it right

Blood on the floor of the barroom tonight
Mixed with the sawdust and beer
Another shot from his whiskey glass
Clouds his mind, takes away his fear
Sad thing about his whiskey breath
The tragic whiff of an early death
Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh
Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh Ohhh