Old Fools, Bar Stools, And Me - Damon Fowler
Through the neon lights I can see
Green and blue bottles that came between you and me
Moonshine moments that won't set me free old fools bar stools and me
At noon when I wake up the fog hasn't cleared
I stumble through my kitchen as I hold back my tears
Just give me an hour and you shall see old fools bar stools and me
I don't read my mail I sure don't answer the phone
I'm not good with people but I can't stand being alone
So you wanna to find me you know exactly where I will be
With old fools bar stools and me
Yeah with this old fools bar stools and me
Oh with old fools bar stools and me
Oh with old fools bar stools and me