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by Jamas » Sat Mar 08, 2014 4:30 pm
My Next Drink
Words & Music by Bob Franke
© 2009 Robert J. Franke
Come give your kind attention, and while I can clearly think,
I'll sing a little song for you, I call it “My Next Drink.”
Not today, dear God, not today.
A handle of Glenlivet, or a magnum of champagne,
The leavings from three bottles that my wife poured down the drain,
Not today, dear God, not today.
The rush of sweet oblivion goes running down my tongue,
Forever, for a moment, I am witty, proud and young,
Not today, dear God, not today.
Then stupid, old and shameful, I attempt another day,
My children and my wife all do their best to stay away,
Not today, dear God, not today.
The ones I once loved dearly all recoiling from my breath,
The nightmares, and the shaking, on my slow return to death,
Not today, dear God, not today.
I made myself a promise when the sun came up today,
The gift of my sobriety, I will not throw away,
Not today, dear God, not today.
Not today, dear God, not today.
© 2009 Robert J. Franke
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Jamas on Sat Mar 08, 2014 11:12 pm, edited 1 time in total.