I don't even have to ask Who's beer is that I'm drinkin all alone I don't even have to care Who set it there And who's not coming home Saturdays are used to be's Like old Christmas trees When Christmas has come and gone Used to be dressed up in lights, Stayin up all night Lit up till the dawn I could be out with the boys boondraggin on main street Throwin dollar bills at some juke box bum, sayin Play me some of that I, Some of that I still miss someone And somehow packing up your things Didn't seem to bring The peace that I'd hope to find Cause what you you can't put in the truck What you can't pack up Is the space that you leave behind I could be out with the boys boondraggin on main street Throwin dollar bills at some juke box bum, sayin Play me some of that broken congegration singin I still miss someone And I don't even have to ask Who's beer's that I'm drinkin all alone I don't even have to care Who set it there And who's not coming home