A somber song about non-sobriety.

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Both my Grandfathers died because of their love for the juice, something that's past down through genes and generations. I really never met either one of them, though I would have liked to. This song was written with them in mind.

The Old Man’s Down

The old man’s down
he fell off the wagon again
and he hit pretty hard this time
it’s a crying shame
but there ain’t no one to blame
but the man with the bottle in his hand

old man don’t you worry
I won’t let ‘em talk bad about you
they don’t understand it’s the road you choose
it’s attitudes and altitudes
we’re gettin’ high and gettin’ boozed
I see myself in the eyes of you old man


well the old man’s gone
he’d quit his job
so he could finally catch up on that drink
hell he tried, Lord knows he tried
he gave it forty long years of life
but he never did quite finish it all