Intro: I’m feeling kind of banged up Slow out of the bed Neon noise and honky-tonk wine ringing in my head Last night I saw your car I overheard your name Pulled my hat down low wouldn’t want you to know I was in this shape Now these old beer bones Are like a rusty old plow These cigarette eyes are ’Bout to burn out But they’re still doing better Better than my heart These whiskey worn lips can’t muster up a smile The soles on my boots have walked their last mile But they’re still doing better Better than my heart You filled it with your love Then you drained it out Sometimes I think you built it up Just to break it down Now all that’s really left Is an emptiness inside A river running cold memories growing old Dying right there on the vine Now these old beer bones Are like a rusty old plow These cigarette eyes are ’Bout to burn out But they’re still doing better Better than my heart These whiskey worn lips can’t muster up a smile The soles on my boots have walked their last mile But they’re still doing better Better than my heart yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Ohhhhhh Now these old beer bones Are like a rusty old plow These cigarette eyes are ’Bout to burn out But they’re still doing better Better than my heart These whiskey worn lips can’t muster up a smile The soles on my boots have walked their last mile But they’re still doing better Better than my heart Yeah they’re still doing better Better than my heart Better than my heart