I'm sittin' at the bar stool, drinkin' like a damn fool,
Don't ask me why, I've always been this way.
I blame my two friends and their sad ol' songs,
They lift me up, even when I drink alone.
So here's a toast to the same old sad country songs.
I've spent a lot of time drownin' my sorrow,
In this bar I don't want to go.
Please don't carry me home,
I love hearin' the same old sad country songs.
What a week this has been, but tonight it's alright,
Sittin' with my boys, singin' into the night.
Oh Hank and Waylon, that's right, just us boys tonight,
Pour me another round, while I keep this jukebox playin' that sad country sound.
I've spent a lot of time drownin' my sorrow,
In this bar I don't want to go.
Please don't carry me home,
I love hearin' the same old sad country songs.
Don't want to leave, it's almost closin' time,
Need another drink to ease this tired mind.
Just one more song, let the whiskey flow,
Hank and Waylon, play it slow.
I've spent a lot of time drownin' my sorrow,
In this bar I don't want to go.
Please don't carry me home,
I love hearin' the same old sad country songs.
It's always good to sit with old friends,
Hey Hank and Waylon, next week we'll do it again.
Same old sad country songs, we'll raise a glass or two,
Till then, my friends, I'll be thinkin' of you.