This Night (Ain't Fit For Nothing But Drinking)

Dave Dudley · Truck Drivin Son Of A Gun: The Mercury H [2004]

Hey lady I'm looking for a jukebox and a barstool that fits my bottom side

Their streets're just too dark for walking and I'm in no condition to ride

This midnight rider lost his saddle and I'm in no mood for thinking

I need some liquid consolation this night ain't fit

for nothing but drinking

Now honey I know your reputation I know the drinks that you can fix

Don't get your fingers frosted trying the way I drink

it comes already mixed

This weather's just right for drowning I wanna wash that memory sinking

Bring me one more before the crowd comes this night

ain't fit for nothing but drinking



I wish I had a light to fly by I know I'm bound to crash and burn

I might fall in love again tomorrow you'll never really

get too blue to learn

My baby's gone the rain is falling there's not a single star out winking

So come on elbow do your number this night ain't fit

for nothing but drinking

This night ain't fit for nothing but drinking