I was sittin' at the bar with my buddies Discussin' the state of the world Everyone had an opinion Then somebody turned and asked Earl "Is the stock market gonna recover Or will it wind up in the tank?" He looked down at his glass of Bourbon He said "I love her, she hates me, and I drink"
Wall Street don't run out by my house I don't put much stock in their gain Just three things in this world concern me I love her, she hates me, and I drink
Well he went back to mindin' his memories For awhile there we left him alone We went back to mindin' our business And the cowboys and packers came on Bill tapped ol' Earl on his shoulder He asked "Who do you like in this game?" And he said "For me the game's over" I love her, she hates me, and I drink
And you can count on a winner and a loser What I think don't change a damn thing Just three things in this world concern me I love her, she hates me, and I drink
Why don't ya'll leave me the hell alone?
Yeah Wall Street don't run out by my house It's a far cry from memory lane Just three things in this world concern me I love her, God she hates me, I drinkTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
