* BUMP *

My Beer's Gone Soggy

It was Saturday night in Taos.
I was at the local pub.
The beer was in a frosted mug.
Popcorn was the grub.

I kept looking at the head of foam,
Watching the bubbles form.
But my mind was on o' Jenny Lou,
She'd left me for Billy Shorn.

I felt angry and betrayed by her.
Another bubble popped.
I'd had so many brews already,
I knew I had to stop.

I turned around and up to leave,
When who passed through the door.
Twas Jenny Lou and Billy ...
I felt so very sore.

I turned back around and sat again,
My feeling churned inside,
I decided on drinking that last beer,
And let emotions in me subside.

I reached for the glass and took a sip,
But one was all I had,
My beer tasted stale and soggy,
Or maybe I'm just mad.

But the story ended happy,
And no trouble did I have,
When Susie May sat down by me,
And she began to say, ...

"I've been watchin' you all evening,
And you've been looking down and low,
And I thought that maybe we could change that,
In the evening's silent glow!"

We got up from the bar,
And she took me by the hand,
And we walked outside to watch the sun,
Settle in the west beyond the sand.

The night went fast that evening,
And we had a super time,
The air softly carressed us,
We spoke in loving rhymes.

So much so that the soggy beer,
No longer mattered much.
We're married now in Waco,
We got a house and kids and such.

And with that this little song,
Will gradually wind down.
A song with a happy ending,
Ain't yer' normal country sound.

But I suppose that in ever genre'
There's an exception now and then,
So we'll call this song now finished,
With it's very happy end.