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THROUGH THE BOTTOM OF THE GLASS
Paul Craft

1. She's off misbehaving with him, not with me.
A pessimistic tomorrow is all what I see.
Well, I can live with my version of the world goin' past.
Well, the hard times we've had
Don't look so bad
Through the bottom of the glass.

CHORUS: So turn up the jukebox. Dim down the lights.
I don't need no vision twenty-twenty tonight.
So I won't see her even if they walk past,
Through the jokes and the tears,
Through the smoke and the beer,
Through the bottom of the glass.

2. Well the grapevine done told me what they see and hear.
They must like to watch me get tears in my beer.
Well, I found a new someone. You may say she's trash.
Well, she ain't much to see,
But she looks good to me
Through the bottom of the glass. CHORUS