Now since you turned the tables on me, I've been steady learning, lonely, keeping this turntable spinning, everything from Jones to Jennings, slowly planning my survival, in a three foot stack of vinyl. Since you had to walk out of here, I've been having a record year. I bet you thought before you left, I'd just sit in silence by myself, and turn this house into a jail, I'm dying slow and I'm living hell, but, love's got a funny way of keeping score, and you're leaving lit up my scoreboard, I usually make it through Saturday so, all bets are off when I flip her over, want bourbon, I want scotch, I want beer, I'm having a record year. Cutting notes in Hank's halftime, I'm pounding on this heart of mine, song to song I pass my time, with these speakers on ten, your good and don't keeps me up all night, along with the songs and the kids like mine, either gonna get over you, or I'm gonna blow out my ears, yeah you're out there now, doing God knows how, and I'm stuck here, having a record year. Your leaving left me going crazy, I'm counting on a needle to save me, I drop it in a groove, I go round and round and down in a spiral, I guess I really ought to call and thank you, I rediscovered red headed stranger, got down with old James Brown, and found new grass revival, if he find you way back, I owe you a beer, for my record year. Cutting notes in Hank's halftime, I'm pounding on this heart of mine, song to song I pass my time, with these speakers on ten, your good and don't keeps me up all night, along with the songs and the kids like mine, either gonna get over you, or I'm gonna blow out my ears, yeah you're out there now, doing God knows how, and I'm stuck here, having a record year, yeah I'm having a record year.