The Last Glass Bottle

Verse 1

Stumbled in at sunrise

Muddy boots and blurry eyes

Found a note on the table where breakfast used to sit

Should have known this day would come

After all the whiskey I have done

Pack of cards dealt and I finally lost the winning bit

Pre-Chorus

Sat there in the silence of an empty hall

Watching every shadow crawl along the wall

Broke the last glass bottle in the sink

Took a long hard look before I had to think

Chorus

But I was six months slow on the turning tide

Six months late for the family pride

Cleared the clouds and I finally found my feet

Walking down a lonely one way street

Yeah the beer is gone but so is my wife

Giving her heart to a better life

I missed the boat by a half a year

Left with nothing but the dryest tear

Verse 2

Stopped by her place on Sunday

Thinking maybe it was a brand new day

Saw a truck in the driveway I did not recognize

Little man ran out the door

Smiling like he never did before

Met the man who fixed the hollow in her weary eyes

Pre-Chorus

Shook his hand and tried to keep my head held high

Knowing I am just a guest passing by

Gave up the spirit to regain my soul

But half a heart was my only toll

Chorus

Because I was six months slow on the turning tide

Six months late for the family pride

Cleared the clouds and I finally found my feet

Walking down a lonely one way street

Yeah the beer is gone but so is my wife

Giving her heart to a better life

I missed the boat by a half a year

Left with nothing but the dryest tear

Bridge

Now I catch a movie once a week

Hear about the grades he gets to seek

Buy him ice cream on the Friday night

Then I drive away into the dying light

Sobriety is a quiet prize to win

When you pay for every single sin

Chorus

Lord I was six months slow on the turning tide

Six months late for the family pride

Cleared the clouds and I finally found my feet

Walking down a lonely one way street

Yeah the beer is gone but so is my wife

Giving her heart to a better life

I missed the boat by a half a year

Left with nothing but the dryest tear