Jar full of Booze

Take my hand, brother
Tomorrow is gonna come
Why even bother
another beer, another song.

And when we go down
there will be another way
wait for the showdown
there will be another day

Nothing compares to the moment when everything goes down
nothing strikes our heart as good as to buy another round
drink up and sing with me to the anthems of our youth
the night won’t end before we empty this jar full of booze.

Take a look, brother
down the bar and down the street
there’s just another
moment gone in one heartbeat

And when we miss it
we will find another way
to revive this spirit
there will be another day.