On the day that my best friend passed away
He spoke not
of the crazy things he'd done
Instead of talking 'bout the times we'd partied 'til the morning light
He longed to have the days we'd wasted, recuperating
For all the doctor had to give my friend was ten days
until the end
And we couldn't help but think of all the times
That good fun had to wait until the headache went
away
What we'd put off for tomorrow had now become today
Today is tomorrow, tomorrow is today
The plans we'd made, now were laid to rest for eternity
And lord, can you help me or have I gone too far
To put my family first, my head on straight
And the bottle on
the bar
We worked real hard and partied
even harder
We missed the soccer games and Sunday at church
For everyone was plain to see the worst ahead for him
and me
And what I heard in his last breath scared me to death
Now I spend my nights with my wife, the kids
and all their friends
And i urge you all to do the very same
Tell them how the story goes of Lee & his best
friend named Joe
The day they had to say goodbye and let each other go
Chorus
Lord, can you help me put
this damned old bottle on the bar?
