About the song
Kris Kristofferson, a name synonymous with heartfelt country music, delivers another poignant and introspective ballad with “From the bottle to the bottom”. This song is a raw and honest exploration of the depths of despair and the struggle to find one’s way back to the surface. Kristofferson’s signature gravelly vocals, combined with the sparse instrumentation, create a haunting atmosphere that perfectly complements the song’s somber tone.
The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a person drowning in their own sorrows, seeking solace in the bottom of a bottle. “From the bottle to the bottom” is more than just a country song; it’s a cry for help, a plea for understanding. The imagery is both evocative and heartbreaking, as Kristofferson paints a portrait of a life spiraling out of control.
One of the most striking aspects of this song is its simplicity. There are no flashy production techniques or complex arrangements to distract from the raw emotion of Kristofferson’s vocals. The stripped-down instrumentation allows the lyrics to take center stage, allowing listeners to connect with the song on a deeply personal level.
“From the bottle to the bottom” is a testament to Kristofferson’s ability to write songs that resonate with audiences on a universal level. Whether you’ve struggled with addiction yourself or have witnessed the pain it can cause, this song offers a glimpse into the darkness that many people experience. It’s a reminder that even in our darkest moments, there is hope for redemption.
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Lyrics
You ask me if I’m happy now
That’s good as any joke I’ve heard
It seems that since I’ve seen you last
I done forgot the meaning of the words
If happiness is empty rooms
And drinkin’ in the afternoon
Well I suppose I’m happy as a clam
But if it’s got a thing to do
With smilin’ of forgettin’ you
Well I don’t guess that I could say I am
Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone
Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew
When the water from the weeds has soaked the paper
He’s been puttin’ in his shoes to keep the ground from comin’ through
And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants
Because he’s never seen a single dream come true
That’s the way that I’ve been feelin’ since the day I started falling
From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
Learnin’ hard to live with losin’ you
You wonder if I’m better off
With freedom now to do the things I choose
With all my times my own and
I got nothin’ left but sleepin’ time to lose
There’s no one here to carry on
If I stay out the whole night long
or give a tankerous damn if I don’t call
I’m livin’ like I wanted to
And doin’ things I want to do
And nothin’ means a thing to me at all
Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone
Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew
When the water from the weeds has soaked the paper
He’s been puttin’ in his shoes to keep the ground from comin’ through
And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants
Because he’s never seen a single dream come true
That’s the way that I’ve been feelin’ since the day I started falling
Did you ever see a down and outer waking up alone
Without a blanket on to keep him from the dew
When the water from the weeds soaked the paper
He’s been puttin’ in his shoes to keep the ground from comin’ through
And his future feels as empty as the pocket in his pants
Because he’s never seen a single dream come true
That’s the way that I’ve been feelin’ since the day I started falling
From the bottle to the bottom stool by stool
Learnin’ hard to live with losin’ you