Lyrics

(Verse 1)
Well I rolled into that truck stop,
just past the break of dawn,
With a headache full of highway
and a mind that's merely gone.
I’m searchin’ for a pick-me-up, something strong and hot,
All I found was yesterday's brew,
in a nasty lookin pot!
(Chorus)
Oh,
bad day old coffee,
you’re my bitter friend,
With a taste like burnt rubber,
and a smell that won’t end.
You’re the fuel for my highway,
but you’re draggin’ me down,
Bad day old coffee,
you’re the joke of this town.
(Verse 2)
I took a big ol' swig,
thought I’d wake up my soul,
It hit me like a wrecking ball,
my stomach lost control.
I’m chuggin’ on that sludge,
like I’m in a rodeo,
Ridin’ waves of regret,
in this caffeinated show.
(Chorus)
Oh,
bad day old coffee,
you’re my bitter friend,
With a taste like burnt rubber,
and a smell that won’t end.
You’re the fuel for my highway,
but you’re draggin’ me down,
Bad day old coffee,
you’re the joke of this town.
(Bridge)
Now the waitress is laughin’,
she knows just what I’ve got,
She says, “Honey, that’s just trucker’s brew,
it’s the best we’ve got!”
I swear it’s a delusion,
a trick of the light,
I’d trade it all for a fresh pot,
just to make this right.
(Verse 3)
So,
I’ll take my bitter sip,
and hit the open road,
With a belly full of coffee,
I'm hoping my gut will hold!
I’ll roll on down to Memphis,
or maybe up to Maine,
With bad day old coffee,
running through my veins.
(Chorus)
Oh,
bad day old coffee,
you’re my bitter friend,
With a taste like burnt rubber,
and a smell that won’t end.
You’re the fuel for my highway,
but you’re draggin’ me down,
Bad day old coffee,
you’re the joke of this town.
(Outro)
Raise your mugs,
my brothers,
let’s toast to this grind,
To the truck stop Coffee,
It all that us truckers can find.
We’ll laugh through the miles,
with a grin and a groan,
Bad day old coffee,
Got me sitting here on this throne!
[Funny instrumental Ending]