The B & J Ain't Nothin' But A Hole In The Ground

Give me some whiskey from the rail
Save your eyes for the cans
Time that I have to be home
Time to fill this glass again

'Cause the mean ain't nothing but a hole in the ground
Ground soaked with booze
A loser's memory all bleary and wrong
A real last call's here for you

Place is just a gang of bar stools
Smell of stale beer everywhere
Parking lot's full of rusted pickup trucks
Broken pool table, piles of broken chairs

'Cause the mean ain't nothing but a hole in the ground
Ground soaked with booze
A loser's memory all bleary and wrong
A real last call's here for you

In the day we ate our lunch here
Wash it down with cold beer from the keg
Stop back again after the shift
Wouldn't get home 'til way past dark

'Cause the mean ain't nothing but a hole in the ground
Ground soaked with booze
A loser's memory all bleary and wrong
A real last call's here for you

Mama used to say this was a bad old place
Told us all to stay away
But I grew up, it wasn't nothing at all
Just another dark place that's spent a sunny day

'Cause the mean ain't nothing but a hole in the ground
Ground soaked with booze
A loser's memory all bleary and wrong
A real last call's here for you

'Cause the mean ain't nothing but a hole in the ground
Ground soaked with booze
A loser's memory all bleary and wrong
A real last call's here for you