Lyrics

Not a hot cup of cokee nor a cold glass of tea
Ever crossed your lips in my company
Straight bourbon whiskey was all we’d abide
So let’s not hold back now
We got nothing to hide

So much we savored, yet so much we missed
You know I never meant you to see me like this
Just a faint distant flicker from the last of the storm
Now a taste of that liquor could do me no harm

Light me a candle, light me a fire
Come sit by the window with the shade drawn
To the best of intentions and the worst of desires
We’ll leave by the gulf road in the grey dawn

Take a short-handled shovel, take a long-handled hoe
Cover my bones when the west wind blows
Smooth it ok even, pack it down hard
I’ll no more be here, but I’ll never be far