Scotch And Soda
Hank Thompson · Seven Decades [2000]
SCOTCH AND SODA
Writer Dave Guard
Scotch and soda, mud in your eye.
Baby, do I feel high, oh, me, oh, my. Do I feel high.
Dry martini, jigger of gin.
Oh, what a spell you've got me in, oh, my. Do I feel high.
People won't believe me. They'll think that I'm just
braggin'. But I could feel the way I do and still be on the wagon.
All I need is one of your smiles.
Sunshine of your eyes, oh, me, oh, my. Do I feel high.
People won't believe me. They'll think that I'm just
braggin'. But I could feel the way I do and still be on the wagon.
All I need is one of your smiles.
Sunshine of your eyes, oh,
me, oh, my. Do I feel higher than a kite can fly.
Give me lovin', baby. I feel high.
Writer Dave Guard
Scotch and soda, mud in your eye.
Baby, do I feel high, oh, me, oh, my. Do I feel high.
Dry martini, jigger of gin.
Oh, what a spell you've got me in, oh, my. Do I feel high.
People won't believe me. They'll think that I'm just
braggin'. But I could feel the way I do and still be on the wagon.
All I need is one of your smiles.
Sunshine of your eyes, oh, me, oh, my. Do I feel high.
People won't believe me. They'll think that I'm just
braggin'. But I could feel the way I do and still be on the wagon.
All I need is one of your smiles.
Sunshine of your eyes, oh,
me, oh, my. Do I feel higher than a kite can fly.
Give me lovin', baby. I feel high.