Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bottle In My Hand, artist - Hayes Carll.
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Song language: English
Bottle In My Hand |
Well, I followed my feet all acrooss this land |
A tune in my heart and a bottle in my hand |
From the cold, cold east |
To the woods out west |
Ain’t no home just lucky I guess |
I’ve seen the sunrise over the water |
Howled at the moon by the embers glow |
Stole me a kiss from a poor man’s daughter |
Threw on my pack and away I go |
Well, it looks like rain and it taste like hell |
Ain’t nobody ever wished me well |
Tried to make me stand in the welfare line |
I ain’t seen free in a long old time |
Well, every town is gone by morning |
Hitch to another till the goes down |
Find me a boxcar, one or two brothers |
Take out a bottle and pass it around |
There’s trouble at the border and a far off war |
Oil in the water and the shut down store |
Big banks closin' and the world ain’t round |
Jail filled up and the deal gone down |
But I got all I need on the highway |
Little bit of luck and a rainbow stew |
Sing a little song for the ones who ramble |
Hard to carry on like the way we do |
Now I’ve had friends who’ve walked that line |
Spent life workin' for a nickle and a dime |
The come home ragged at the end of their day |
Feet on the table, not a word to say |
Sometimes I might have to wonder |
How’s it gunna end for a man like me |
Slept in the rain and danced in the thunder |
I get a little bit older |
I get a little bit older |
I’ll get a little tune on my fiddle |
And then I’ll be on my way |
I followed my feet all across this land |
A tune in my heart and a bottle in my hand |
The mines in the east |
To the woods out west |
Ain’t no home just lucky I guess |
Never had a home just lucky I guess |