Drinking Again - Aretha Franklin

Drinkin' again

Thinking of when you loved me

Having a few

Wishing that you were here

Making the rounds

Buying a round for total strangers

Just being a fool

'cause I keep hoping, hoping, hoping you’ll appear

Sure I can borrow a smoke

I can sit here all night and tell these jokers some jokes

But who wants to laugh, who’s gonna laugh

At a broken heart?

Oh, my heart is aching, I swear it’s breaking

And I’m drinking again

Thinking of when you loved me

And I’m tryin' to get home

With nothing, nothing but a memory

Yes, I’m dying to get home

Dying to get home

And I got nothin' but a bottle of beer

And just my memory