st CHORUS Pour me, pour me, pour me, pour me another shot of whiskey Bartender hit me one more time He left, I cried, I'm lost inside, Oh, won't you help me Fill it to the top cuz I hit rock bottom this time. (Listen up now) I donât wanna listen to the old juke box So don't you put no quarters in the slot I don't wanna talk and I don't wanna dance I dang sure aint looking for romance I don't wanna hangout with the crowd I don't wanna party and get real loud Believe me when I tell you that I thought this through There's only one thing that I want you to do CHORUS Oh, take it boys (Instrumental for 8 measures) Well Here's my story, its sad but its true There's so many things that I never knew He loved to party and he loved to dance He loved to get loud every time he got the chance I always thought he was a simple minded Okie But little did I know he was the King of Karaoke He was everything that a man should be The problem was that it wasnât with me CHORUS Oh wont you fill it to the top cuz I hit rock bottom this time One more fill it to the top cuz I hit rock bottom this time Pour me, pour me, pour me, pour me Out - Tabs by Lorne DeLarge