Misery
Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys Lyrics


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Memories and drinks don't mix too well.
Jukebox records don't play those wedding bells.
Lookin' at the world through the bottom of a glass,
All I see is a man who's fading fast.
Tonight I need that woman again.
What I'd give for my baby to just walk in.
Sit down beside me and say: "It's alright.
"Take me home and make sweet love to me tonight."

But here I am again, mixin' misery and gin.
Sittin' with all my friends and talkin' to myself.
I look like I'm havin' a good time but any fool can tell,
That this Honky Tonk Heaven really makes ya' feel like hell.

I light a lonely woman's cigarette,
We both start talkin' 'bout what we want to forget.
Her life story and mine are the same.
We both lost someone and only have ourselves to blame.

But here I am again, mixin' misery and gin.
Sittin' with all my friends and talkin' to myself.




I look like I'm havin' a good time but any fool can tell,
That this Honky Tonk Heaven really makes ya' feel like hell.

Overall Meaning

The song Misery by Bob Wills & His Texas Playboys delves into the pain and despair that comes with drowning your sorrows in alcohol. The opening lines state that memories and drinks don't mix well and that the jukebox doesn't have any songs about happy weddings. The lyrics go on to describe the feeling of being at the bottom of a glass and seeing a fading man. The singer yearns for his woman to come back to him and make everything right again.


However, the reality is that he finds himself mixing misery with gin, surrounded by friends but still talking to himself. The Honky Tonk Heaven that he's in seems like a good time, but it only serves to make him feel worse. The singer finds a moment of connection with a woman who is also looking for an escape from the pain of her life. They talk about what they want to forget, but ultimately, they both have only themselves to blame for their situations.


Line by Line Meaning

Memories and drinks don't mix too well.
When I think about memories and try to drown them with drinks, I end up with a bad time.


Jukebox records don't play those wedding bells.
Listening to songs on a jukebox won't bring the happiness of a wedding.


Lookin' at the world through the bottom of a glass,
I'm viewing the world in a negative light due to my excessive drinking.


All I see is a man who's fading fast.
I see a man who's deteriorating quickly because of his destructive habits.


Tonight I need that woman again.
I require the comfort of my significant other tonight.


What I'd give for my baby to just walk in.
I would do anything for my lover to come to me now.


Sit down beside me and say: "It's alright.
If my lover comforts me with their words, then everything will be fine.


"Take me home and make sweet love to me tonight."
If my lover is with me tonight, then I want them to come home with me and show me affection.


But here I am again, mixin' misery and gin.
Despite my negative experiences with alcohol, I have returned to drink my sorrows away once again.


Sittin' with all my friends and talkin' to myself.
I'm surrounded by friends, but I'm struggling so much that it feels like I'm talking to myself.


I look like I'm havin' a good time but any fool can tell,
I may appear to be enjoying myself, but it's obvious to anyone that I'm not.


That this Honky Tonk Heaven really makes ya' feel like hell.
This place that was intended to be a paradise for honky tonk lovers only serves to worsen my state of mind.


I light a lonely woman's cigarette,
I offer to light the cigarette of a woman who is also feeling lonely in an attempt to find some common ground.


We both start talkin' 'bout what we want to forget.
We begin discussing things that we both have regrets about and wish we could erase from our memories.


Her life story and mine are the same.
The woman I'm talking with and I have similar experiences and struggles.


We both lost someone and only have ourselves to blame.
We have both experienced loss, and we feel responsible for our own role in these situations.




Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Roba Music
Written by: BILLIE M. MOORE, BOB WILLS, TOMMY DUNCAN

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