Nothin' For A Broken Heart

There ain't nothing in the bottom of your glass For a broken heart You were doing pretty good till she came And tore your world apart She found a little younger model You ran straight for the bottle There ain't nothing in the bottom of your glass For a broken heart Do you find yourself tossin' and a turnin' In the middle of the night With a cigarette burning Staying up until the broad daylight Well you gotta be going crazy With another man lovin' on your baby There ain't nothing in the middle of the night For a broken heart [Chorus] There ain't never been a cure for the lowdown blues When a woman puts on a pair of walking shoes You ought to know by now There's nothing, son, that you can do For a broken heart Ain't nothing when the morning finally comes Gonna change a thing A little hair of the dog ain't gonna hurt you Have yourself a drink She found another lover I sure feel for you brother Ain't nothing in the whole wide world for a broken heart [Chorus] --- Nothin' for a Broken Heart - Rodney Crowell and Vince Gill