That’s Me
Red Sovine, Tommy Hill
Seated at a table
With no one around
Just the bartender and a jukebox turned loud
Three drinks set before him
Tell him sorrow and pain
They're all alone
He feels so alone
That's me
I'm alone but not free
That's me
One glass is for a true love
I left long ago
One is for the pain
In my heart that still grows
One is for the future
That never will change
Not worthy of her love
And the bottle is to blame
That's me
I'm alone but not free
That's me
I gaze through the doorway
And into the street
Wondering if someday again we would meet
Would she forgive me
And make a new start
Would there be pain in her eyes
And pain in her heart
For me
I'm alone but not free
That's me
I'm alone but not free