Pour Me Another Double

Pour me another double
'Cause I'm thinking about being single
I wanna go back to fishing
And be free to roam and mingle

Life at home is sober
So I'm here to change the frame
Just keep the liquor flowing
While I think about the game

A lot of times were happy
A lot of times were sad
A lot of times were trying
A lot of times were bad

Pour me another double
While I think about my past
I've got so much to chew on
This drink is not my last

The answer isn't liquid
That's not why I am here
But I'll take another double
And serve it with a beer

I think about my wife
I think about my life
I think about our struggles
I think about our strife

I think I'll have another
Forget about the beer
I'll finish off this last one
And then I'll leave from here

I've come to a conclusion
Of what I want in life
I only want the woman
That I'm proud to call my wife

Thanks for your attention
I know I bent your ear
Here's an extra fiver
For letting me sit here


Rockman  :-)


Written for the "Confessions To A Bartender" contest by Natalie The Rogue Rhymer contest.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Pettit Avatar
February 2, 2012 at 10:10 AM
This must have been a good contest. Sorry I missed it. The competition must have been awfully tough for you not to win with this entry. This was very impressive.
Mister Roboto Avatar
November 10, 2011 at 1:02 AM
Call up George Thorohgood and His good Bud-E Weiser, Johnny Jack and Jim ....the 3 wisemen
Wesley Avatar
November 4, 2011 at 8:42 PM
All that thinking to bring you to the conclusion that you're happy the way things are. I think you've got the world by the tail. Greata verse. :)
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