breakup/breakup (drinkin’ alone again on christmas) what will i do when the whiskey jar is empty? what will i do when this one horse town runs dry? there’ll be no more booze till the breakup and breakin’ up’s why i got you on my mind what will i do spending christmas eve without you hanging stockings on the mantle by my side this year the only gift for me is way over yonder by a hollow tree one last drop in the still up in the pines you left me babe when the river froze you said it was bound to happen so many winters in an off the grid cabin well it takes courage but you’ve left me with none of my own any my will to live is gone picking fights with wolves and hypothermia i don’t make this my home to cry on any shoulders i’m pretty good at crying on my own when i’m drinkin alone again on christmas morn what will i do when it’s time to carve the turkey when all i’ve got’s potatoes, beets, and rice i’ll boil myself down a batch, let the starch ferment inside the mash at least i'll fill a glass before the breakup what will i do with the mistletoe and holly with nobody to kiss beneath the leaves dying plants remind me of the finite nature of our love darlin’ why’d you up and leave you left me babe when the river froze and i ain’t seen the sun since some days i watch the aurora borealis and i think of you looking up at it but you’re still a full sky of stars away and these ones don’t say nothing all i do is stare into the void you and i both hail from nothing that’s all that’s left of me but i don’t feel so small i’ve got alcohol i’m drinkin alone again on christmas morning