Song Description
a funny down and out song about a man drinkin like crazy because of a lost love
| Song Length |
4:15 |
Genre |
Country - Cowboy, Country - Traditional |
| Tempo |
Very Slow (Under 70) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Heartbreaking, Miserable |
Subject |
Alchohol, Beer, Wine |
| Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
POUR ME
I ONCE WAS A HERO, A ROBERT DE NIRO, A MAN ABOUT TOWN
A LIKEABLE PERSON, THE KIND OF A GUY YOU JUST COULDN'T BRING DOWN
A SERIOUS THINKER , A PARTY TIME DRINKER, JUST ONE OF THE BOYS
I USED TO LOVE SWIMMIN', AND MOST OF MY WOMEN HAD POLISH AND POISE
TAND THEN I GOT HOOKED BY A HOOKER, A LOOKER, AN ANGEL EYED CHICK
SHE SMILED AT ME SWEETLY, AND FOOLED ME COMPLETLY, AND LEFT ME REAL QUICK
I TRIED HARD TO PLEASE HER ,BUT SHE WAS A TEASER WHO BROKE EVERY VOW
I'M SORRY I MET HER , I'D LIKE TO FORGER HER, BUT LOOK AT ME NOW
POUR ME ... A SHOT OF TEQUILA
POUR ME... A WHISKY OR RYE
THEN GO FIND ME SOME, BACARDI WHITE RUM
OR I THINK I WILL DIE
POUR ME ... A VODKA OR GIN
POUR ME ... I WANNA GO WHERE I BEEN
I'M MY OWN KINDA MAN, AND I DON'T GIVE A DAMN
BOUT THE SHAPE THAT I'M IN
I'M STILL MAKING MONEY, THANK GOD I GOT MONEY, CAUSE IF I WAS BROKE
I'D HAVE TO GET DRUNK, AS DRUNK AS A SKUNK, ON MOONSHINE AND COKE
SHE'S DRIVIN' ME CRAZY, BUT MAYBE, JUST MAYBE, SHE'D LIKE TO GO STRIAGHT
I FIND MYSELF THINKIN' AS LONG AS I'M DRINKIN', SHE KNOWS THAT I'LL WAIT
YEAH, AROUND ABOUT SIX THERE'LL BE TRICKS AT THE RANCHO EL GRANDE
THE JOHNS ON THEIR KNEES, LIKE BEE'S MAKIN' HONEY, LIKE KID'S AROUND CANDY
OH I'M HOOKED ON A HOOKER, A LOOKER, AN ANGEL EVEY CHICK
I MUST BE DUMB AS A ROCK AND THICK AS A BRICK
POUR ME ... A SHOT OF TEQUILA
POUR ME... A WHISKY OR RYE
THEN GO FIND ME SOME, BACARDI WHITE RUM
OR I THINK I WILL DIE
POUR ME ... A VODKA OR GIN
POUR ME ... I WANNA GO WHERE I BEEN
I'M MY OWN KINDA MAN, AND I DON'T GIVE A DAMN
BOUT THE SHAPE THAT I'M IN
POUR ME...ANOTHER SHOT OF TEQUILA
POUR ME...WHILE I TAKE OFF MY COAT
A MARTINI REAL DRY BRINGS A TEAR TO MY EYE
AND A LUMP TO MY THROAT
POUR ME....SPANISH WINE WILL BE FINE
POUR ME.... WHILE I PONDER AND PINE
FOR A BOTTLE OR TWO OF THAT DEVIL'S MADE BREW
WHILE I PONDER AND PINE
POUR ME... SEVEN MORE BUDS
POUR ME ...I WANNA CRY IN MY SUDS
MAYBE LIQUOR AND BOOZE CAN GET RID OF MY BLUES
AND DELIVER THE GOODS
POUR ME...A HARVEY WALLBANGER
POUR ME ...A LONG ISLAND TEA
A DOUBLE, A TRIPLE, THERE'S NO TIME TO QUIBBLE
JUST LAY THEM ON ME
OR GO FIND ME SOME BACARDI WHITE RUM
OR I THINK I MIGHT DIE