THIS GLASS is the very same one
Grampa worshiped whiskey in before he died in Nam
THIS GLASS helped Grandma cope
One shot at a time while she raised their boy alone

When Grandma died it made it to our kitchen
And it was tough watching dad keep up the tradition

THIS GLASS
Held the key to his pain
When life was tough or didn't always go his way

THIS GLASS
Was a cure and a curse
Delivered needed medicine that made life worse

He got caught up living in the past
With THIS GLASS

THIS GLASS ruined my childhood
Though momma tried to shield me from the hell the best she could
THIS GLASS bled my heart cold
With all the shards it left around our quiet country home

I learned where to put my faith and how not to live
And how hard it is to love while you’re trying to forgive

REPEAT CHORUS

Dad always said it’d be mine someday
But he'll have it in his hand when they bury him today

REPEAT CHORUS

Dewey Longuski (BMI)
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