Honky tonk country in the style of The Rolling Stones. Inspired by the Face On the Barroom Floor in Central City, Colorado.
Chip Miller - writer, singer, guitarist
Michael Reynolds - co-writer, background vocals, guitarist
Howie Wyeth - honky-tonk piano, drums
Tom Carroll - bass
Frank Frasche - lead slide guitar
Janaki Jennings - 2nd lead guitar
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A heartbroken man wallows in his booze.
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I got to find that place
Of things I have not faced
An I don’t have the time to waste
Will I see her beautiful face?
Will I see her beautiful face?
I know when I slide down deep
Every night and day of the week
That whiskey don’t help me sleep
Will I see her beautiful face?
Will I see her beautiful face?
It’s gonna be okay
When I hear her say
Hold on, you will see what I mean
It’s so easy to take
But it’s so hard to break
When you know that you don’t come clean
Beautiful face
When I’ve two hands over that drink
An’ I’m one step under the brink
There ain’t no more room to think
Will I see her beautiful face?
Will I see her beautiful face?
I got nothin’ to fear but fear
And nowhere to go but here
And nowhere to go but here
Will I see her beautiful face?
Will I see her beautiful face?
I got to find that place
Of things I have not faced
And I don’t have the time to waste
Do you see her beautiful face?
Do you see her beautiful face?
Do you see her beautiful face?
Do you see her beautiful face?
Beautiful face
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