Bourbon - Rory Gallagher

Well, he’s drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop

Trying to quell a feeling he knows ain’t gonna stop

He’s mortgaged out his blood for one more chance to breathe

He had the D.T.'s for breakfast, the shakes till noon

He picked up his bag and left the motel room

His head is held high but his heart is on it’s knees

Well, he packed his guitar and his bar-room tan

Gotta get some miles behind him as fast as he can

Another destination, some place else to play

Well, he left a life behind him in some old trailer park

They tried to make it work;

it was ruined from the start

He had to shake the rust, it became time to leave

It’s a honky-tonk engagement

But there’s no better place to play

His face feels like crazy pavement

It’s getting more lined every day

Well, he’s gonna write a letter and try to explain

She says he’s too old to have these growing pains

But something keeps him moving, living on through the night

But as the night approaches, a change is in the air

His heart is pumping fast, he’s got no cares

The music befriends him, it can take him anywhere

It’s a honky-tonk engagement

But there’s no better place to play

His mind feels like crazy pavement

He’s getting crazed out every day

Well, he’s drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop

Trying to quell a feeling he knows ain’t gonna stop

He’s mortgaged out his blood for one more chance to breathe

He had the D.T.'s for breakfast, the chills till noon

He picked up his bag and left the motel room

His head is held high but his heart is on it’s knees