Karaoké Old Red Eyes Is Back The Beautiful South

Old Red Eyes is back

Red from the night before the night before

Walked into the wrong bar

Walked into a door

Old Red's in town

And sittin' late at night he doesn't make a sound

Just addin' to the wrinkles on his deathly frown

They're only red from all the tears that I should've shed

They're only red from all the women that I could've wed

So when you look into these eyes

I hope you realize

They could never be blue

They could never be blue

They could never be blue

They could never be blue

Listen up Old Red

You never listened to a word the doctor said

He told you if you drank another you'd be dead

Old Red Eyes is back

His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore

He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw

They're only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head

They're only red from all the things I could have done instead

So when you look into these eyes

I hope you realize

They could never be blue

They could never be blue

They could never be blue

They could never be blue

Blue is a street without an end

Red is the color of my hell

Blue is a greetin' from a friend

Red is the color of farewell

Old Red he died

And every single landlord in the district cried

An empty bottle of whisky layin' by his side

A lazy little tear runnin' from each eye

They could never be blue

They could never be blue

They could never be blue

They could never be blue