Verse 1:
At times I can't see/
and at times I can't remember/
it seems like last year was the longest December/
Cuz' the days went by slow and the nights so fast/
but gettin' high every minute only watches time pass/
and we all grew up/
or at least we thought we did/
feelin' old as hell but we were really just kids/
and your learn a lot of things except for the lessons/
and I counted on everything except for my blessings/
and I pray for my health/
and I pray for my wealth/
and I pray for my self/
but never pray for no one else/
and that's why I'm where I'm at/
and that's why it's all gone/
and that's why I'm here now/
and that's why I sing this song/

Chorus:
I'm singin' Hey Bartender won't you pour me another/
and this time around why don't you make it a double/
I'm singin' Hey Bartender won't you pour me another/
it seems you're the only one who ever listens to my troubles/
I'm singin' Hey Bartender won't you pour me another/
and this time around why don't you make it a double/
I'm singin' Hey Bartender won't you pour me another/
it seems you're the only one who ever listens to my troubles/

Verse 2:
And I had to walk away/
I's too proud to walk back/
talk to the man in the mirror but he don't alk back/
and I've done a lot of dirt but washed it all down in beers/
every single damn night sheddin' tattooed tears/
same people same places/
same footsteps no traces/
I try to go away but stay in the same places/
and where I'm from/
none of these streets are paved with gold/
and they seem so far away/
or at least that's what I'm told/
and it's gettin' so cold I walked this path before/
this world can be an ugly place when you're/
knockin' on heaven's door/
I don't pray for nothin' except for God to answer/ so pour me another it's still in the early hours/

Chorus

BD:
Wow man,
another night,
another day,
it's better days ahead,
like this

Verse 3:
And I'm gettin' older now I've changed my perspective/
it's gettin' so clear the right foot the wrong direction/
there's a lot to fear/
this life's only full of questions/
I feel death is near/
but even death's not clear/
so I try to do somethin' to make an impression/
but it seems that at times my only friends are depressants/
this life's got me stressin' never at ease at attention/
I need to talk and you're the only one that listens/
so pour me another and just put it on my tab/
I need time to think because these days I'm doin' bad/
and I gotta lotta troubles but it can wait 'til tomorrow/
so pass me another/
naw just pass me the bottle/

Chorus