Bad Memories
Bad Memories
Lost my temper in a bar in Reno
Found ten stitches in my right hand
Lost my way on a dark Georgia backroad
Ended up on Atlantic sand
Over and over I’ve lost myself again
Easy lovers, a bottle of wine
But the one thing I just can’t seem to lose
Are these bad memories of mine
Lost my freedom in Alabama
Found Jesus on a jailhouse floor
Lost all I had in a poker game in Austin
I can still hear that slamming door
Over and over I’ve lost myself again
Easy lovers, a bottle of wine
But the one thing I just can’t seem to lose
Are these bad memories of mine
Lost my mind on a bender on Bourbon
Found myself in an empty bed
Lost more jobs than I can remember
And every friend I ever had
Over and over I’ve lost myself again
Easy lovers, a bottle of wine
But the one thing I just can’t seem to lose
Are these bad memories of mine
Yes over and over I’ve lost myself again
Easy lovers, a bottle of wine
But the one thing I just can’t seem to lose
Are these bad memories of mine
Are these bad memories of mine
Are these bad memories of mine