Brother, my cup is empty
Brother, my cup is emptyAnd I haven't got a pennyFor to buy no more whiskeyI have to go home
I am the captain of my painTis the bit, the bridle,The trashing caneThe stirrup, the harnessThe whipping maneThe pickled eyeThe shrinking brainO brother, buy me one more drinkI'll explain the nature of my painYes, let me tell you once againI am the captain of my pain
O brother, my cup is emptyAnd I haven't got a pennyFor to buy no more whiskeyI have to go home
I cannot blame it all on herTo blame her all would be a lieFor many a night I lay awakeAnd wished that I could watch her dieTo see her accusing finger spurtTo see flies swarm her hateful eyeTo watch her groaning in the dirtTo see her clicking tongue crack dryO brother, buy me one more drinkOne more drink and then goodbyeAnd do not mock me when I sayLet's drink one more before I die
O brother, my cup is emptyAnd I haven't got a pennyFor to buy no more whiskeyI have to go home
Well I've been sliding down on rainbowsWell I've been swinging from the starsNow this wretch in beggars clothingBangs his cup across the barsLook, this cup of mine is empty!Seems I've misplaced my desiresSeems I'm sweeping up the ashesOf all my former firesSo brother, be a brotherAnd fill this tiny cup of mineAnd please, sir, make it whiskeyFor I have no head for wine
O brother, my cup is emptyAnd I haven't got a pennyFor to buy no more whiskeyI have to go home
I counted up my blessingsAnd counted only oneOne tiny little blessingAnd now that blessings goneSo buy me one more drink, my brotherThen I'm taking to the roadYes, I'm taking to the rainI'm taking to the snowO my friend, my only brotherDo not let the party grieveSo throw a dollar onto the barNow kiss my ass and leave
O brother, my cup is emptyAnd I haven't got a pennyFor to buy no more whiskeyI have to go home