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Introduction
“An Empty Glass” is one of those songs that feels like it was written in the middle of a long, lonely night. Gary Stewart, with his uniquely emotive voice—a twang that could tug at your heartstrings—pours out a tale of heartache and lost love that’s as potent as the whiskey he sings about. The song captures a moment of raw vulnerability, where the silence of the night amplifies the pain of a broken heart.
Gary’s delivery of the lyrics makes you feel like you’re sitting right there beside him at the bar, nursing your own drink and memories. The way he sings about watching the ice melt in his glass as if it mirrors the slow dissolution of his hopes and dreams, it’s something that grabs hold of you. It’s more than just a song; it’s a confessional, where the atmosphere is thick with regret and the smoky remnants of past loves.
What sets “An Empty Glass” apart is not just its lyrical depth but how it becomes a companion in loneliness. It’s the kind of song you play when you’re trying to make sense of what went wrong, or when you just need to feel understood. Stewart doesn’t just sing; he commiserates, he understands, and through his music, he keeps us company.
This song is a poignant reminder of Gary Stewart’s talent for turning personal despair into universal expression. His ability to connect with listeners on an emotional level is what cements “An Empty Glass” not only in the annals of country music but also in the hearts of those who have ever felt a touch of heartbreak.
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Lyrics
An empty glass
That last cigarette
It’s closing time
And I’m drunk again
But somehow I’ll make it home
And cry myself to sleep
That’s how my day ends
Every night for me
Every night I’m in some bar
Pouring whiskey on a heart that’s on fire
Forgetting you is no easy thing
Each night for me always ends the same
With an empty glass
That last cigarette
It’s closing time
And I’m drunk again
But somehow I’ll make it home
And cry myself to sleep
That’s how my day ends
Every night for me
Every night I’m in some bar
Pouring whiskey on a heart that’s on fire
Forgetting you is no easy thing
Each night for me always ends the same
With an empty glass
That last cigarette
It’s closing time
And I’m drunk again
But somehow I’ll make it home
And cry myself to sleep
That’s how my day ends
Every night for me.
Yeah, that’s how my day ends
Every night for me