Although There’s a Crowd Charley Crockett

[Verse 1]
Pages and pages, can't read anymore
Flowers and phone calls, I've seen this before
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry", I've heard o'er and o'er
Apologies plenty, she left me this morn

[Chorus]
So give me that bottle, my sorrows can't last
I got the money, so pour me a glass
Tell me some jokes, turn the music up loud
You're hard to forget although there's a crowd

[Verse 2]
Got work to do before the bar's closed
Got to get drunk, can't feed a late soul
I've got a reason, I'm sure you'll agree
That a false-hearted lover is worse than a thief

[Chorus]
So give me that bottle, my sorrows can't last
I got the money, so pour me a glass
Tell me some jokes, turn the music up loud
You're hard to forget although there's a crowd
You're hard to forget although there's a crowd