Turnpike Troubadours - Empty as a drum lyrics

Well two old red-nosed whiskey drunks were talkin politics It was time to hit the bricks, it was time for me to go And I was right there on the verge of pullin' out my hair Actin as though I could not care less and hopin' she would show Well my bags are packed and ready, I was feelin' like a wreck Some clothes and personal effects, I left everything I own And the last I laid eyes on her, we were in a hotel hall Holdin hands like paper dolls, aw but here I sit alone Chorus: Well I'm gonna give it one more minute, give me one more round of rum Well I'm as empty as a drum, I'm as empty as a drum Could you spare a cigarette, I hate to be a bum But here's to hopin' she'll still come, I'm too old to be this dumb, well I'm too old to be this dumb Well I tell you that bartender, she's a site to see Aw you'd be envious of me, least you would if she was here And the kid there in the corner has been spoilin' for a fight And it feels like that of night, aw buddy instead pour me a beer Chorus When you darkened up the doorway, I stood up from the bar Well I said hey now here you are, damn it darlin how are you and you kissed me Said I can't say that I'm great oh lord I hate it that I am late Oh what a mess we got into