Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Eddie Rabbitt
Vocals
Stevens
Electric Guitar
Bobby Thompson
Acoustic Guitar
Johnny Christopher
Acoustic Guitar
C. Michael Spriggs
Acoustic Guitar
Pete Wade
Acoustic Guitar
The Lea Jane Singers
Background Vocals
The Nashville Edition
Background Vocals
Jack Williams
Bass
Joe Osborn
Bass
Mike Leech
Bass
Larrie Londin
Drums
Reggie Young
Electric Guitar
Buddy Spicher
Fiddle
Farrell Morris
Percussion
David Briggs
Piano
Hargus Robbins
Piano
Shane Keister
Piano
Hal Rugg
Steel Guitar
Sonny Garrish
Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stevens
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Talent
Engineer
David Malloy
Producer
Lyrics
Hey, bartender, pop the top on another can
Give me ten dimes for this dollar in my hand
Turn the knob on the jukebox way up loud
I might drive out the whole damn crowd
But I'm drinking my baby off my mind
Hey, Joe, you're lookin' at me like I was half crazy
But ain't you never loved and lost a real special lady?
She was a sweet lovin' mama, she treated me right
I stepped out on her one too many times
Now I'm drinking my baby off my mind
Drinking and thinking 'bout facin' tomorrow
Sinkin', sinkin' in a sea of sorrow
Hey, bartender, line 'em up down the bar
I'm gonna try and wash away all these loving scars
Now don't worry 'bout me weavin', I'll be alright
Show me the door when you close up tonight
'Cause I'm drinking my baby off my mind
No, don't you worry 'bout me weaving, I'll be alright
Show me the door when you close up tonight
'Cause I'm drinking my baby off my mind
Yes, I'm drinking my baby off my mind
Writer(s): Even Stevens, Eddie Rabbit
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