Old Fashioned Man
Verse 1
I don’t need fancy, I don’t need flash
No umbrellas floating in fruity mash
Just a sturdy glass and a patient hand
‘Cause I’m an old fashioned man
Sugar cube sitting like a little white throne
Three drops of bitters, then leave it alone
Muddle it slow ‘til the magic expands
Yeah, I’m an old fashioned man
Chorus
Give me bourbon, give me time
Give me orange peel and ice that shines
I don’t rush what I don’t understand
‘Cause I’m an old fashioned man
(oh yes I am)
I’m an old fashioned man
Verse 2
While you’re shaking mojitos and blending up noise
I’m watching the ritual, savoring poise
The bartender stirs with a master plan
‘Cause I’m an old fashioned man
When the glass is empty and the ice goes clink
I’ll tip my hat and I’ll stop and think
“Bartender ... let’s run that back again”
‘Cause I’m an old fashioned man
Chorus
Give me bourbon, give me time
Give me orange peel and ice that shines
I don’t rush what I don’t understand
‘Cause I’m an old fashioned man
(take your time now)
I’m an old fashioned man
Bridge
And when the glass is nearly gone, just ice and memories,
There sits that bourbon-soaked cherry waiting there for me,
Final Chorus
Give me bourbon, give me time
Give me ritual, give me rhyme
Give me something I can understand
‘Cause I’m an old fashioned man
(through and through)
I’m an old fashioned man
(yes it’s true)
I’m an old fashioned man
Devil Juice
Verse 1
Poured in the glass, looks smooth and sweet,
Promises comfort, knocks me off my feet.
Calls itself an elixir, cure for the blues,
But it’s poison dressed up as something to use.
Pre-Chorus
I know the taste, I know the cost,
Every sip is a soul that’s lost.
Chorus
Devil Juice, it drags me down,
Steals my soul, makes me drown.
Don’t touch the Devil’s drink, don’t fall for the lie.
Choose Living Water , and you’ll never run dry.
Verse 2
I’ve seen the mornings, the shame, the pain,
Same old cycle, the devil’s chain.
But chains can break when truth’s in sight,
Open the Word, hold on tight.
Pre-Chorus
I know the taste, I know the cost,
Every sip is a soul that’s lost.
Chorus
Devil Juice, it drags me down,
Steals my soul, makes me drown.
Don’t touch the Devil’s drink, don’t fall for the lie.
Choose Living Water, and you’ll never run dry.
Bridge
Call on His name when the bottle calls,
Strength will rise, those walls will fall.
You don’t need poison to feel alive,
With prayer and grace, you can survive.
Final Chorus
Devil Juice, it drags me down,
Steals my soul, makes me drown.
Don’t touch the Devil’s drink, don’t fall for the lie.
Choose Living Water, and you’ll never run dry.
Lyrics © 2025 Scott D. Radtke. All rights reserved.
No claim is made to AI-generated instrumental music.
