Intro
Verse 1
Sitting With A Bottle A Jack, I Really Should Go Hit The Sack, But Those
Memories Keep On Coming On Back, So I'm Sitting With A Bottle A Jack; We
Drove To Turkey Creek In My Brand-New Old Ford I
Snuck A Little Peek As I Opened Up Your Door Both
On Our First Dates, Didn't Know What Was In Store, But It
Sure Turned Out The Way That I Was Hoping For, We Were
Verse 2
Sitting On The Tailgate, Listening To George Strait
I Opened Up A Sixer Of Bud Then
In The Setting Sun, Some Buttons Came Undone,
And We Never Got To Finish Those Suds, But Now I'm
Chorus
Sitting With A Bottle Of Jack, I Really Should
Go Hit The Sack, But Those
Memories Keep On Comin' On Back, So I'm Sitting With A Bottle A Jack
Verse 3
I Remember When We Played At The Cherokee Nation In That
Honky Tonk Bar Off The Eye Forty Four You Sang
Dolly And Shania To A Standin' Ovation It
Shoulda Been The Break That We’d Been Lookin' For
Solo
Verse 4
Looking Back Now I Can See That We Were Driftin
Working And Rehearsing And No Time For One Another, Your
Folks And All Your Friends, They Were All Insisting, Buy A
Ticket To L.a. You're Sure To Be Discovered Oh
Bridge
Brother Sometimes I Hear You On The Radio
And I Just Wanna Have You Back
But I Know You're Never Gonna Show So I'll
Outro
Sit Here With A Bottle Of Jack
Just Me And My Good Friend Jack
Me And My Good Friend Jack
Me An My Ole Buddy Jack
Do I Care?
Hell Yeah!
Words And Music By M. Mcguckin November 8Th, 2025
