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Backstory:

I wrote this traditional honky tonk song to fit the style of Jon Pardi, Garth Brooks, etc.                                                                                          

Lyrics:

                                                  
There's too much world to rearrange, and my best bet's to make it go away
Too many things I can't change and so little I can explain
I'm tryin' to disconnect my intellect, I need more whiskey instead of less
So give me two bartender I’ll forget her in half the time

	Give me two bartender 
	There's a lot more on my mind
	Too much left to think about
	It's only 'round twelve-fifty-nine
	So set me up again my friend
	Before it's closin' time
	Give me two bartender
	There's a lot more on my mind

I guess I'm not as over her as I'd like to be
I can't quite lick it, or reach my limit, I'm an emotional casualty
I can't seem to loose these lovesick blues, so open up another bottle of truth
And give me two bartender I’ll forget her in half the time

	Give me two bartender 
	There's a lot more on my mind
	Too much left to think about
	It's only 'round twelve-fifty-nine
	So set me up again my friend
	Before it's closin' time
	Give me two bartender
	There's a lot more on my mind

	Well it seems I gotta lotta thoughts left to be thunk
	They keep runnin' through my head all at once
	I'm a long way from feelin' I've had enough
	So it's thumb down on life and bottoms up

	And give me two bartender 
	There's a lot more on my mind
	Too much left to think about
	It's only 'round twelve-fifty-nine
	So set me up again my friend
	Before it's closin' time
	And give me two bartender
	There's a lot more on my mind

	Yes there is - give me two bartender
	There's a lot more on my mind

	Give me two bartender
       There's a lot more on my mind