Can't Drink Enough to Sing

Dale was painfully shy back in high school
 But he worked up the nerve and bought Carla a ring
 And he hits the open mic every Friday
 But he can't drink enough to sing
 His momma said, "He shakes his leg like Elvis"
 And his daddy said, "He does no such thing"
 He hits the open mic every Friday
 But he can't drink enough to sing
 And Carla says
 "Honey would you like another whiskey
 I'd love it if you'd get up on that stage
 Honey I know you think singing's risky
 But you've written out the lyrics on a page"
 Sweat drips off his brow into his bourbon
 With just the thought of banging on them strings
 He hits the open mic every Friday
 But he can't drink enough to sing
 Carla huffs and comes on to the waiter
 She looks around and fiddles with her ring
 She hits the open mic with him on Fridays
 But he can't drink enough to sing
 And Carla says
 "Honey would you like another whiskey
 I'd love it if you'd get up on that stage
 Honey I know you think singing's risky
 But you've written out the lyrics on a page"
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 Dale wakes up face down on his momma's driveway
 With tore up lyrics and a thrown out ring
 He won't hit the open mic next Friday
 'Cause he can't drink enough to sing
 And his momma says
 "Honey would you like another whiskey
 She'll love you if you'll get up on that stage
 Honey I know you think singing's risky
 But you've written out the lyrics on a page"
 Dale was painfully shy back in high school
 But he worked up the nerve and bought Carla a ring
 He hits the open mic every Friday
 But he can't drink enough to sing
 He just can't drink enough to sing