Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aaron Watson
Aaron Watson
Performer
Craig Young
Craig Young
Double Bass
Nate Coon
Nate Coon
Drums
Bryce Clarke
Bryce Clarke
Guitar
Justin Ostrander
Justin Ostrander
Guitar
Justin Schipper
Justin Schipper
Guitar
Wil Houchens
Wil Houchens
Piano
Trey Keller
Trey Keller
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Watson
Aaron Watson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aaron Watson
Aaron Watson
Producer
Nate Coon
Nate Coon
Producer
Ben Jackson
Ben Jackson
Engineer
Benny Quinn
Benny Quinn
Engineer
Seth Morton
Seth Morton
Engineer
Phil O'Donnell
Phil O'Donnell
Producer

Lyrics

Hey mister bartender
Could you pour me some crown
Or something strong enough
To turn this heartache around
He said, son, I don't think
That there's such a drink
How 'bout a Coke and some good advice
I overheard your conversation
I've been in your shoes
Yeah it sure sounds like you got everything to lose
So when it comes to loving her
You better go all in
Buy that dress , bet the farm
Give all your heart to the end
Bring her flowers, write her songs
Slow dance her in the kitchen
To there's nothing but the radio on
Kiss her sweet, dry her tears
Let her know she's still your dream come true
Yeah, when it comes to loving her
Love her like you got everything to lose
Hey mister bartender, could you bring me my tab
I'll stop and grab a dozen roses and some black box cab
It was a heck of a fight
This might take all night
He laughed and said
I bet it's gonna take much longer than that
'cause saying sorry ain't so easy
So you best remember this
The best way to swallow pride is to chase it with a kiss
So when it comes to loving her
You better go all in
Buy that dress, bet the farm
Give all your heart to the end
Bring her flowers, write her songs
Slow dance her in the kitchen
To there's nothing but the radio on
Kiss her sweet, dry her tears
Let her know she's still your dream come true
Yeah, when it comes to lovin' her
Love her like you got everything to lose
Like you got everything to lose
You said imagine waking up
Without her by your side
I can't believe it's been four years
Since my sweet Becky died
When it comes to loving her, go all in
What I wouldn't give just to see her again
To make her laugh, to hear her sing
One more sunset on the front porch swing
Yeah when it comes to loving her
You better go all in
Buy that dress, bet the farm
Give all your heart to the end
Bring her flowers, write her songs
Slow dance her in the kitchen
To there's nothing but the radio on
Kiss her sweet, dry her tears
Let her know she's still your dream come true
Yeah when it comes to loving her
Love her like you got everything to lose
Like you got everything to lose
Hear ya mister bartender
Written by: Aaron Watson
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