Outa’ Bourbon Blues

I’m so blue,

Dunno what to do.

I’m outa bourbon

And without you.

Suns gonna shine,

Winds gonna blow,

We all know,

I’ll still be low.

Fella next door,

Say he gots enough beer

To bring us some cheer.

But beer dun't work

'round here.

Suds lack real gristle,

And leave me still
down in tha whistle.

Like a boat
that cain't float,
or a sieve
rustin' solid,
I dunno
what to do.

I’m so blue.

I’m outa bourbon

And still
Without you.

Two sung versions are also on Sound Cloud: https://soundcloud.com/lacey-schmidt/sets/outa-bourbon-blues Which one wins?