A Bottle of Tequila (and a Bad Case of the Blues) Lyrics

Nothing's diff'rent round here,

No nothing's changed.

There's nothing going down

That you would really call strange.

His baby left him

It's a tired old tale

And now he's had a few drinks

To put some wind in his sails.

Ev'ry time that he gets put in his place

Ev'ry time that life ups and slaps him in the face

His reaction isn't nothing you could really call news

Just a bottle of tequila and a bad bad case of the blues.

The first time he ever fell in love

It was tough

It was a waitress in the restaurant

Who liked a bit of rough

She took his ring she took his pride

Spent his cash, then left him flat

Then she ran off with another man

Well, how do you like that?

If I told you that he liked it I would be deceiving

He took it on the chin boys when she said that she was leaving

I don't believe that I would like to find myself in his shoes

With that bottle of tequila and bad bad case of the blues.

The story of his life

Is like a heart-breakers yard

Ev'ry woman that he loved

At some point handed him his cards.

He has a way of getting in the way

It always ends in trouble

His world comes crashing down

And he's left standing in the rubble.

But although this boyis down my friends I've never seen him out

If things get too hot in the north he'll take a ride down south

And often heard him say that he lives by this excuse

With a bottle of tequila and a bad bad case of the blues.