All Jokes Aside

All jokes aside the way that you’re goin’ looks to me like slow motion suicide.

And I’ve been known to hide myself in the bottle just below the label on the side.

Without ever knowing the weight we’ve been haulin’ all around has taken tolls on me.

I bet it’s the same for you. You can’t go like you used to do.

The aches and pains of makin’ memories.

All jokes aside, we’re two of a kind.

We’ve taken our pleasures in the whiskey and the wine.

Walkin’ on each stage like we owned it all the time.

You became my brother, all jokes aside.

I hope you succeed on your lonesome quest to whatever place you find to give you rest.

But resting ain’t your speed. You’re 80 miles an hour headed straight for the twilight like me.

Without ever thinkin’ bout the fact that we been drinkin’,

Bout as long as we’ve been singin’ “Mama Tried”.

You became my brother for one reason or another,

Probably because we laughed until we cried.

All jokes aside, we’re two of a kind.

We’ve taken our pleasures in the people and the life.

Neither of us knowin’ where we’re goin’ on this ride.

From another mother, you became my brother.

All jokes aside.