On the 24th - The Twang

On the 24th I planned my course

In the last month of the year

As I drove through the rain that should be snow

It’s going home I fear

But it makes no sense cause going back is the safest thing to do

As the ice in my glass rattles

The lights come into view

And this tavern is full of familiar faces

They all must think like me

And the depths that we plunder

It does make me wonder

Do we still believe in Christmas time at all?

Guess I’ve always been a sucker for drinking on the eve

And I’m feeling kinda guilty, as I know that I should leave

Well I like to talk tequila

But I like to drink it more

You know if I could I’d buy you the world if I wasn’t so poor

And this tavern is full of familiar faces

They all must think like me

And the depths that we plunder

It does make me wonder

Do we still believe in Christmas time at all?

And believe when I say

That I love you all of the year

Always, not just today

Yeah I understand its tough on you

But it’s tough on me as well

And sometimes you resent your situation, baby I can tell

And I know you think that I don’t try

But trying’s all I do

But right now I’m trying to forget

But I haven’t forgotten you

And this tavern is full of familiar faces

I’m sure they feel like me

And my heart starts to sink

As I ponder and think

Do we still believe in Christmas time at all?

And believe when I say

That I love you all of the year

Always, not just today

Always, not just today