[Verse]
I got drunk last night at Joe’s Old Bar,
Played my guitar and tipped the old jar,
I was singing my heart to that honky-tonk tune,
Till the whiskey induced some forgetful swoon.
[Chorus]
Now I'm staring at the ceiling, it don't feel right,
There’s a cowboy beside me in the morning light,
A Stetson on the lampshade, boots on the floor,
Last night’s a mystery I can’t ignore.
[Verse 2]
I remember the shots, the laughter and cheer,
Cards on the table, a cold round of beer,
A fiery handshake and a look in his eye,
Did my drunk self think we’d see fireworks fly?
[Chorus]
Now I'm staring at the ceiling, it don't feel right,
There’s a cowboy beside me in the morning light,
A Stetson on the lampshade, boots on the floor,
What the hell happened—I’m still keeping score.
[Bridge]
Was it the bourbon or the rye that led me astray?
Did my brain book a ticket on a one-way sway?
He looks peaceful sleeping, but I’m in a bind,
Was it friendship or something I’m leaving behind?
[Verse 3]
He stirred awake with a sheepish grin,
Said, “Boy, we sure made a night to spin.”
He laughed and winked, tipped his hat with pride,
So I grabbed my jeans and ran outside.