Another Lost Week-End
Marty Robbins Lyrics


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Yesterday it started all over again
Sittin' in a tavern, talkin' with a friend
Talkin' 'bout a little girl whose love I couldn't win
Had a drink, then I got started on another lost weekend

Well, I told him 'bout her pretty eyes, I had a drink and then
Told him just how sweet she was then had a drink again
Told him how I loved her, that's when it all began
Had a drink, then I got started on another lost weekend

Well, I told him 'bout her golden hair and her lovely smile
Spoke about the happiness I'd known for just a while
Thought about her sweet, sweet lips I'll never kiss again
Had a drink, then I got started on another lost weekend




Told him how I loved her, that's when it all began
Had a drink, then I got started on another lost weekend

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Marty Robbins's song, "Another Lost Week-End" depict a man sitting in a tavern and talking to a friend about a woman he couldn't win over. He begins by reminiscing about the girl's pretty eyes and sweet nature, and as he has more drinks, he becomes increasingly fixated on her. He speaks about her golden hair, lovely smile, and reminisces about the happiness they once shared. The song is essentially about a man drowning his sorrows in alcohol and feeling regretful about a lost love.


The lyrics are largely centered around the theme of heartbreak, and how the singer tries to cope with the pain of losing his love by drinking. The song is reflective of the cultural phenomenon of heavy drinking in country music, where alcohol is often used as a coping mechanism for negative emotions. The use of alcohol is often seen as a form of escapism and a way to numb the pain of heartbreak.


Overall, "Another Lost Week-End" is a poignant song that captures the emotions of heartbreak and the lengths people will go to in order to cope with their pain.


Line by Line Meaning

Yesterday it started all over again
The singer's cycle of self-destruction through drinking and reminiscing about lost love has resumed yet again.


Sittin' in a tavern, talkin' with a friend
He is in a pub, chatting with a companion.


Talkin' 'bout a little girl whose love I couldn't win
He's discussing a woman he was unable to capture the affections of.


Had a drink, then I got started on another lost weekend
After consuming alcohol, he began another weekend of drowning his sorrows in drink and memories.


Well, I told him 'bout her pretty eyes, I had a drink and then
He described her physical attributes, took a drink, and continued.


Told him just how sweet she was then had a drink again
He talked about her endearing qualities and then took another drink.


Told him how I loved her, that's when it all began
His reminiscing turned into despair when he discussed how much he cared for her.


Well, I told him 'bout her golden hair and her lovely smile
He mentioned her hair and smile in his discussion.


Spoke about the happiness I'd known for just a while
He recounted the brief moments of happiness he had experienced with her.


Thought about her sweet, sweet lips I'll never kiss again
He lamented the fact that he would never be able to kiss her again.


Told him how I loved her, that's when it all began
His emotional downfall started again after talking about his love for her.


Had a drink, then I got started on another lost weekend
He continued his self-destructive pattern of drinking and heartache.




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Comments from YouTube:

webbjr37

Great song andΒ  as usual very well done,somehow I missed this one,Thanks for uploading

latokatn506

Yep One of the Best Thanks Tommy

Rodny Kaastad

Rest in Peace,Marty

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