Story Behind the Song
A study in the pathos of self-pity and the delusions of alcoholic despondency. Ah, that No Account Man has his troubles doesn't he?
Lyrics
Your Picture
Words and Music by Sam Redman
They say its a sickness, but I found the cure.
I put the bottle right next to your picture.
That old remedy's mine, I just reach, and I'm fine.
I can deal with you leavin' just by losin' my mind.
Well, you're gone, and I've learned to accept it.
Its your picture I need to see.
And now every time, I find peace of mind.
It's just your picture, the bottle and me.
Last night, I reached, but the bottle was empty,
I was left to look in your eyes,
and with nuthin' to help, I blamed myself,
sat in the dark and told myself lies.
Now you're gone, and I've learned to accept it
Its your picture I need to see.
And now every time I find peace of mind.
It's just your picture, the bottle and me.
I said sometime we'd be together again.
Things would work out, you'd move back in..
Somehow I thought you'd see it my way.
Then I remembered why you left me that day.
Well, you're gone, and I've learned to accept it.
Its your picture I need to see.
And now every time, I find peace of mind.
It's just your picture, the bottle and me.
It's just your picture, the bottle and me.
I keep the bottle right next to your picture.
Copyright 1999, 2000
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