Description

Folk acoustic, Slow tempo, singer songwriter, lonely, sad, emotional, moody, melancholy, love song, heartbreak, heartbroken, Male vocals, acoustic guitar, organ, sleigh bells, drums, upright bass, percussion, banjo

Lyrics

There's ice on the window,
Shots on the bar,
The charm of this place
Only stretches so far.
The blind dogs asleep on
The old hardwood floor.
Cheap plastic Christmas tree
There, by the door.

The salvation army bell's
Ringing outside.
And I'm trying to crawl in this
Bottle, and hide.
Bar stool's no place
To spend Christmas Eve.
I can't find the courage
To get up and leave.

So take me home, Alice,
And put me to bed.
This bottom shelf whiskey's gone
Straight to my head.
So stay with me, Alice.
Sing me to sleep.
I'm only as good as
The company I keep.

Some auto-parts salesman
Is bending my ear.
The folks in this bar-room
All bore me to tears.
Same conversations
Year after year.
Got nothing in common
With anyone here.

So take me home, Alice,
And put me to bed.
This bottom shelf whiskey's gone
Straight to my head.
So stay with me, Alice.
Sing me to sleep.
I'm only as good as
The company I keep.

Bills come too early.
Paychecks too late.
Kids have all grown up
And moved out of state.
This town ain't the same
As it used to be.
Alice says, ""Cheer up;
""The next one's on me.""

So take me home, Alice,
And put me to bed.
This bottom shelf whiskey's gone
Straight to my head.
So stay with me, Alice.
Sing me to sleep.
I'm only as good as
The company I keep.

I'm only as good as
The company I keep.

I'm only as good as
The company I keep