Текст: Randy Rogers Band. An Empty Glass.

An Empty Glass
and last cigarette
to closing time
and I'm drunk again
but somehow I make it home
cry myself to sleep
that's the way the day end,
every night for me.

Evey night I'm in some bar,
pour wiskey on a heart that on fire.
Forgiving you, aint no easy thing,
each night for me always ends that same.

An Empty Glass
and last cigarette
to closing time
and I'm drunk again
but somehow I make it home
cry myself to sleep

that's the way the day end,
every night for me.

(Instrumental)

An Empty Glass
and last cigarette
to closing time
and I'm drunk again
but somehow I make it home
cry myself to sleep
that's the way the day end,
every night for me.

Yeah, that's the way the day end,
every night for me.