One Cold Beer Too Many

one cold beer too many and she's crying on the lawn memorial parade going by bands firetrucks baton twirlers one cold beer too many and the grill is forgotton dinner is burning the corn husks flaming in the dusk one cold beer too many and she's mumbling at the kitchen table brave enough to say that she wishes he'd stay even though she knows she drove him away one cold beer too many and she gets maudlin and reminicent but the hard cold look in his eyes shuts her down