Hank Thompson - Hangover Tavern

Oh, Lordy me
I feel so bad this mornin'
But I won't be feelin' bad too long
I'm headed for Hangover Tavern

My head is heavy
My spirit's kinda low
And every time I feel this way
To Hangover Tavern, I go

Well, the spot I'm talkin' about
The shades are pulled down to keep the sunshine out
The beer is cold in a frosty cup
The good bartender cheers you up

Sayin', hey, Lordy me
If you feel bad this mornin'
Then watch your blues just fade away
At Hangover Tavern today

Oh, Lordy me
When I woke up this mornin'
I just had to make my way
On down to Hangover Tavern

My throat is dry
There's red around my eyes
But I'll have lots of company
At Hangover Tavern for me

On Saturday night, we stay out late
The very next day, we congregate
I just can't wait for the very first round
Tell the man to turn the jukebox down

'Cause hey, Lordy me
I feel so bad this mornin'
But I'll drink my blues away
At Hangover Tavern today

Hangover Tavern, here I come

Written by:
Johnny Lowe, Mary Lowe, Hank Thompson

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Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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