Lyrics If You Want To Make Me Happy - Alan Jackson

What'll it be? He asked
What do you need tonight?
Something cold to drown the fire
Something hot to stir one up?
I'll make it simple I said
Just two things I'll request
That bottle by your shoulder
And some quarters for these dollars
'Cause if you wanna make me happy
Pour me Bourbon on the rocks
And play every sad song on the jukebox
Songs of loving and leaving, lying and cheating
Songs of hurting and crying and even songs of dying
If you wanna make me happy
Pour me Bourbon on the rocks
And play every sad song on the jukebox
A woman, he asked
She left you I bet
I've seen that look that's in your eyes
On a many other face
"That's right" I said
I deserved it I guess
But it still hurts me all alone
At night there by myself
So if you wanna make me happy
Pour me Bourbon on the rocks
And play every sad song on the jukebox
Songs of loving and leaving, lying and cheating
Songs of hurting and crying, and even songs of dying
If you wanna make me happy
Pour me Bourbon on the rocks
And play every sad song on the jukebox
If you wanna make me happy
Pour me Bourbon on the rocks
And play every sad song on the jukebox