(c) 2024 Kevin DeFeo all rights reserved
Produced by Steve Kirchuk
Kevin DeFeo: Vocals, Guitar
Steve Kirchuk: Guitar, Bass, Dobro, Mandolin, Backing Vocals, Drums
Wayne Wilson: Pedal Steel Guitar
Lyrics
"Bourbon Burp" (c) 2024 Kevin DeFeo
from the album "Southern Heart, Yankee Mouth"
It was well past three a.m., when I got to my house
Didn't want to face my wife, I was quiet as a mouse
But she was waiting, caught me creeping up the steps
I went to give my excuse but instead felt rushing breath
Damn you bourbon burp, you let me down once more
Damn you bourbon burp, thought I'd hold you in for sure
Now I'm cold and lonely and I'm sleeping on the floor
Damn you bourbon burp, damn you bourbon burp
Had a stressful day at work, I thought that I might scream
I snuck out to my truck, took a big gulp of Jim Beam
I returned much calmer, the boss asked where I'd been
I had a good lie ready, but felt bubbling air again
Damn you bourbon burp, why did you deploy?
Damn you bourbon burp, my boss got quite annoyed
Now I'm short on money, 'cause now I'm unemployed
Damn you bourbon burp, damn you bourbon burp
In my rear view mirror, I saw the red lights flash
I'd chewed a pack of gum to hide the scent of sour mash
The cop said sternly "let me see that license son"
A big ol' belch escaped my lips and I knew that I was done
Damn you bourbon burp, you sold me out again
Damn you bourbon burp, I thought you were my friend
Now I'm wearing handcuffs, I'm headed to the pen
Damn you bourbon burp, damn you bourbon burp
Damn you bourbon burp, damn you bourbon burp