All alone in an empty house with a bottle of Jack
It's just an old sad song that I sing
I call on the phone to see if she'll come back
She said I won't know till you put down the Jack
But I'll do anything else, but I won't do that
He's been with me for years, so long I lost track
It's the one thing that never turns it's back
Just a fool like me and a bottle of Jack
She comes to and then she turns back
The house remains empty, me and Jack
And I like it just fine, as a matter of fact
So I'll give up with a bottle of Jack
Yeah, I'll give up with a bottle of Jack
See me end with a bottle of Jack