MUSIC FOR SALE

As I sat down at my local bar
Country music in the air
Western boots on worn-out floor
Black hat on my messy hair
Barman slid that bourbon to me
Big glass, heavy with the ice
Neon lights buzzing in the background
Lonely felt a little nice

[Chorus]
Bourbon on ice
Cut through the silence
Small-town truth
Right here at the Bar
You can’t say the right thing
To the wrong person
And the wrong thing
To the right one, for sure
Bourbon on ice
Taught me a little bit more

[Verse 2]
Then she walked in, young and laughing
She sat on the stool by my side
Asked if I would buy her something
I Said, she’ll “have bourbon on ice”
She turned to me, eyes like trouble
Said, “I don’t drink that at all”
Left that glass sweating between us
As she headed for the door

[Chorus]
Bourbon on ice
Cut through the silence
Small-town truth
Right here at the Bar
You can’t say the right thing
To the wrong person
And the wrong thing
To the right one, for sure
Bourbon on ice
Taught me a little bit more


[Bridge]
Now I’m saving all my stories
For a heart that wants ’em told
Someone who’ll stay for the last song
When the jukebox’s running low
I’ll raise a glass when I find her
And I’ll mean every word I say
’Till then it’s just this barstool
And this cold drink at the end of my day

[Chorus]
Bourbon on ice
Cut through the silence
Small-town truth
Right here at the Bar
You can’t say the right thing
To the wrong person
And the wrong thing
To the right one, for sure
Bourbon on ice
Taught me a little bit more


[Outro]
One sip
Hat pulled tight
You can’t say the right thing
To the wrong one at night
And you cannot say the wrong thing
To the right one in your life (mm)