Pour 'em full raise 'em high bottoms up

here at the bar in this here town
there's a sadness in the eyes
you're out of work or have three jobs
pour 'em full raise 'em high bottoms up

the stories of the ten run rule
and the 12 point deerstand beers
the laughter is so honky-tonk
pour 'em full raise 'em high bottoms up

try to lose all these small town blues
with a waitress wink my way
gonna sacrifice 'till the mornin' light
it's just my special way to pray

I might sit here today and tomorrow
'till I'm feelin' alright
gonna numb all the pain and the sorrow
so bottoms up let's go all night

not cute enough for Dixie chicks
get to drunk and call the ex
just pass around the picture kids
pour 'em full raise 'em high bottoms up

the strip club T's are way to tight
on a belt buckle suicide
the rent can be a little late
pour 'em full raise 'em high bottoms up

try to lose all these small town blues
with a waitress wink my way
gonna sacrifice 'till the mornin' light
it's just my special way to pray

I might sit here today and tomorrow
'till I'm feelin' alright
gonna numb all the pain and the sorrow
so bottoms up let's go all night