Drinking Money - Randy Rogers Band

Well it’s Friday night, there ain’t much goin' on

She’s not here to tell me what I’m doin' wrong

I got some hard-earned cash and a broken heart

It ain’t much but it’s a damn good start

I got my drinking money

I got my poker face

I got my drinking money

Gonna spend it all in one place

They say this life will kill ya, but it’s keeping me alive

And that’s all that I can hope for sometimes

But it puts food on the table and blinds me from her memory

Can’t see much but black when the minds get deep

I got my drinking money

I got my poker face

I got my drinking money

Gonna spend it all in one place

It’s cold out tonight

But I can’t feel the chill for the whiskey

I got my drinking money

I got my poker face

I got my drinking money

Gonna spend it all

I got my drinking money

I got my poker face

I got my drinking money

Gonna spend it all in one place