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One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer On An Open Thread

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John Lee Hooker has everything you need for a Friday night. Pour yourself one or three. Turn up the volume. Think about how great it is to be alive.

One bourbon, One Scotch and One beer.

I said hey mister bartender come in here!

I want another drink and I want it now.

My baby she’s gone, she’s been gone tonight,

I aint seen my girl since the night before last.

I wanna get drunk, get her off of my mind.

I wanna a bourbon, one scotch and one beer.

And then I sat there, Drinking,

Gettin high, mellow, knocked out, feelin good.

And after a while, I looked on the wall,

At the old clock.

By that time it was 11:30.

Gettin a little late

I looked down at the bar, at the bartender.

I said, Hey!

What do you want?

One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer.

Well my baby’s gone, she’s been gone tonight.

I ain’t seen my baby since the night before last.

I wanna get drunk, get her off of my mind.

One bourbon, one scotch, and one beer.

And I sat there, I was drinking,

Getting stoned, and “dupe dupe”

Getting a little buzy in the head,

And after a while, I looked on the wall again,

And by that time, lees cold, for alcohol.

Then I looked down at the bar, at the bartender.

I said, Hey Mr. Bartender!

What do you want this time?

One bourbon, one scotch and one beer.

John Lee Hooker (August 22, 1917 — June 21, 2001)
One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer

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