Jeff Fetterman Bottle Full of Blues

Driving down this highway road,
through the desert in the dark.
A song comes up on the radio,
it stabs me straight through the heart.
Take myself a shot of whiskey,
remembering how you used to kiss me.
Girl this life has been filled with
nothing but bad news,
And all I got is this bottle full of blues.

Another night, through another town,
another fight, you try to tear my dreams down.
A smoking room, with a cigarette.
I'm so tired but I just can't get no rest.

I went to the crossroads,
to make myself a deal.
Now I've got this hell house,
to barrackain up my trail
Scratch's son I was the wrong man to choose,
and all you've got,
is a bottle full of blues.

Take myself a shot of whiskey,
remembering how you used to kiss me.
Girl this life has been filled with
nothing but bad news,
And all I got is this bottle full of blues.