No man ever sounded so lonesomeNo man ever made you feel such painLord, it must have been a real mean bottleThat made you sing that way.
The stories you told about prisonAbout a young man gone astrayLord, it must have been a real mean bottleThat made you write the songs that way.
Chorus:A real mean bottlePoured straight from the devilIt's a miracle you're standin' here todayA real mean bottleMade you such a rebelIt must have been a real mean bottleMade you sing that way.
You spent most all your life with strangersWith a ramblin' fever in your veinsHag, it must have been a real mean bottleThat made you play the blues that way.
Chorus:A real mean bottlePoured straight from the devilIt's a miracle you're standin' here todayA real mean bottleMade you such a rebelIt must have been a real mean bottleMade you sing that way.
A real mean bottlePoured straight from the devilIt must have been a real mean bottleMade you sing that way...
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