Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Jockey Full of Bourbon , by - Joe Bonamassa. Release date: 23.02.2009
Song language: English
Jockey Full of Bourbon |
| Edna Million in a drop dead suit |
| Dutch pink on a downtown train |
| Two dollar pistol but the gun won’t shoot |
| I’m in the corner in the pouring rain |
| 16 men on a deadman’s chest |
| And I’ve been drinking from a broken cup |
| 2 pairs of pants and a mohair vest |
| I’m full of bourbon; |
| I can’t stand up. |
| Hey little bird, fly away home |
| Your house is on the fire; |
| your children all alone |
| Hey little bird, fly away home |
| Your house is on the fire; |
| your children all alone |
| Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan’s head |
| And I’ve been stepping on the devil’s tail |
| Across the stripes of a full moon’s head |
| Through the bars of a Cuban jail |
| Bloody fingers on a purple knife |
| A flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass |
| I’m on the lawn with somebody else’s wife |
| Come admire the view from up on top of the mast |
| Hey little bird, fly away home |
| Your house is on the fire; |
| your children all alone |
| Hey little bird, fly away home |
| Your house is on the fire; |
| your children all alone |
| Yellow sheets in a Hong Kong bed |
| Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride |
| To the carnival is what she said |
| A hundred dollars makes it dark inside |
| Edna Million in a drop dead suit |
| Dutch pink on a downtown train |
| Two dollar pistol but the gun won’t shoot |
| I’m in the corner in the pouring rain |
| Hey little bird, fly away home |
| Your house is on the fire; |
| your children all alone |
| Hey little bird, fly away home |
| Your house is on the fire; |
| your children all alone |