We were all drinking at marges one Night When an old cowboy came through the Door He took a few shaky steps Then he started to moan And he keeled over right on the floor Doc came on over, took his stethoscope Out He listened and he looked in his eyes He said, Boys stick around I just might need your help Im afraid this will be a long night CHORUS Cause theres a five gallon tear, a five gallon tear Lodged in this poor boys heart By the look in his eyes he aint cried in Years And hes reatining a five gallon tear Doc wrote a prescription to induce him To cry It was whiskey and sad country songs We propped him up in a booth And poured a drink down his throat Then we turned that old wurlitzer on Well he spluttered and he coughed And he hung down his head As those lonely songs worked on his Heart When the memories started coming six Minutes apart We laid him faceup on the bar SECOND CHORUS And then a five gallon tear, a five gallon Tear Slowly welled up in his eyes We all yelled, Push! and we all gave a Cheer When he cried that five gallon tear BRIDGE That jar by the door dont hold pig feet No more The contents are sparkling clear That liquid within is not moonshine or Gin Its a reminder to everyone here THIRD CHORUS Yeah, its a five gallon tear, a five gallon Tear Let this be a lesson to you Keep your sorrow inside for too many Years And youll cry that five gallon tear Buddy youll cry Youll cry a five gallon tear Reprise REPEAT THIRD CHORUS FADE
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