Drinking Again - Chris Connor

Ooh, It’s almost two and I’m sitting here

Wishing that I could see you

That’s why I’m drinking again

And thinking of when you loved me

I’m having a few, and wishing that you were here

I’m making the rounds, and buying the rounds, for strangers

Yes, I’m being a fool, just hoping that you’ll appear

Sure I can borrow a smoke, maybe tell some joker a joke

But who’s gonna laugh, who’s gonna laugh at a broken heart

That’s why its better, drinking again

And thinking of when you left me

Can’t you see I’m trying to make it on home

And ain’t got nothing but a memory

Maybe I can borrow a smoke, maybe tell some joker a joke

But, who’s got the nerve, the nerve to laugh at my broken heart

That’s why its better drinking again

And thinking of when you left me

I’m trying to make it up to home, with just a memory

I know you heard me the first time

I said I’m going to make it on home

And ain’t got nothing, nothing but a memory