I just wrote this song for all you country music fans out there. Sing it to any tune you want.

I’ll Just Get Drunk and Cry

I get drunk ever’ Saturday night and let me tell you why,
My Baby packed her bags and she left me high and dry.
She took off with my best old friend and some other guy,
And that’s why ever’ Saturday night I just get drunk and cry.

Yeah, I just get drunk and cry and play the jukebox loud.
I wish that I could die all alone here in this crowd.
Life just ain’t worth livin’ since my baby she’s been gone.
Now, I’m standin’ by the jukebox an’ cryin’ all alone.

I get drunk every Saturday night, my friends say it ain’t right,
That I stand beside the jukebox cryin’ in public sight,
And pour my heart out in teardrops on the sawdust floor,
And end up either sprawled out drunk or staggerin’ through the door.

Yeah, I just get drunk and cry and play the jukebox loud.
I wish that I could die all alone here in this crowd.
Life just ain’t worth livin’ since my baby she’s been gone.
Now, I’m standin’ by the jukebox an’ cryin’ all alone.

Maybe some day I’ll recover and find another girl,
But you gotta crack a lot of oysters to get a single pearl.
Until then I’ll stay here drinkin’ just to get a high,
I guess ever’ Saturday night I’ll just get drunk and cry.

Yeah, I’ll just get drunk and cry and I’ll play the jukebox loud.
Wishin’ that I could die all alone here in this crowd.
Life just ain’t worth livin’ since my baby she’s been gone.
So, I’ll be standin’ here by the jukebox a cryin’ all alone.

copyright 2006 Bmann Music bmann@classicsouth.net