Daddy toasts the mourning, daddy toasts the night
Daddy can’t remember more than getting by
Mama blacks the night out, mama shakes and stares
Mama can’t remember just how they got there
It drinks from me and I drink from you
Daddy’s more than gone now, rode the trigger god knows where
Sad she can’t remember ‘cause he was never there
Mama drowns in whiskey, tries to choke her shame
Sometimes she’ll remember, sometimes it just rains
Love ain’t the bottom of the bottle
Cause love is in the aftermath
But love is easier to swallow
Than giving up and looking back
It drinks from me
And I’m through