A Headache Tomorrow (Or a Heartache Tonight) Songtext
von Mickey Gilley
A Headache Tomorrow (Or a Heartache Tonight) Songtext
Well, if the whiskey doesn′t get me, I know the memories will
'Cause you left a hole in my heart, that′s too deep to fill
But a drink or two, maybe three or four, for a while you're out of sight
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome and high as a kite
When you can′t win for losing, you know it′s just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
No matter which one you choose you lose, I know which one I′ll take
When the sun comes up tomorrow, something's gonna ache
If I could take a pill to kill the pain, I know I′m gonna be all right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome, and high as a kite
When you can′t win for losing, you know it's just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome, abd high as a kite
When you can′t win for losing, you know it′s just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight...
'Cause you left a hole in my heart, that′s too deep to fill
But a drink or two, maybe three or four, for a while you're out of sight
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome and high as a kite
When you can′t win for losing, you know it′s just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
No matter which one you choose you lose, I know which one I′ll take
When the sun comes up tomorrow, something's gonna ache
If I could take a pill to kill the pain, I know I′m gonna be all right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome, and high as a kite
When you can′t win for losing, you know it's just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight.
The sun goes down, the blues come around and the choice is black and white
Low down and lonesome, abd high as a kite
When you can′t win for losing, you know it′s just not right
It's a headache tomorrow, or a heartache tonight...
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