Good Stuff

Well me and my lady had our first big fight
So I drove around till I saw the neon lights
At the corner bar
It just seemed right so I pulled up

Not a soul around but the old barkeep
Down at the end and looking half asleep
And he walked over and said what'll it be
I said the good stuff

He didn't reach around for the whiskey
He didn't pour me a beer
His blue eyes kinda went misty
He said you can't find that here

Cause it's the first long kiss on a second date
Mama's all worried when you get home late
And dropping the ring in the spaghetti plate
Cause you hands are shaking so much

And it's the way that she looks with rice in her hair
Eating burnt suppers the whole first year
And asking for seconds to keep her from tearing up
Yeah man that's the good stuff

He grabbed a carton of milk and he poured a glass
I smiled and said, I'll have some of that
We sat there and talked as an hour passed like old friends
I saw a black and white picture and it caught my stare
It was a pretty girl with bouffant hair
He said that's my Bonnie
Taken about a year after we were wed

He said spent five years in the bottle
When the cancer took her from me
And I've been sober 3 years now
Cause the one thing stronger then the whiskey

Was the sight of her holding my baby girl
The way she adored that string of pearls
I gave her the day that our youngest boy earl
Married his high school love

And its a new t-shirt sayin I'm a grandpa
Being right there as her time got small
And holding her hand as the good lord called her up
Yeah man that's the good stuff

When you get home she'll start to cry
When she says, I'm sorry, say: So am I
And look into those eyes so deep in love
And drink it up