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Full songs stream on Spotify, Apple Music and YouTube. Written and performed by Richard Dall.
"Drink You Off My Mind" is the lead single from Richard Dall's debut album, One More Hill. It's a mid-tempo country song about the oldest lie a man tells himself at the end of a long night: that one more glass will finally quiet a name he can't stop hearing.
The song moves slow and steady, the way the hours do when you're the last one at the bar. A warm baritone carries it — plainspoken, worn at the edges, never asking for pity. There's a bottle on the table, a door that stays shut, and the low ache of a room that used to hold two. He drinks. He waits. And the memory sits down beside him like it paid for its seat.
"I keep pouring, but you don't wash out."
What makes it land is what it refuses to do. There's no self-pity here, no blame thrown at anyone but the man in the mirror. Just an honest reckoning with a loss that whiskey can't reach, and the quiet dignity of admitting it out loud.
This one's for anyone who has driven home the long way, sat with a heartbreak they weren't ready to name, and learned that some things you don't drink away — you carry, and keep walking.
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Yeah. It's a quarter past lonely at the end of the bar, Same old stool, same neon scar. Bartender knows me, pours without a word, Plays the saddest song I ever heard. She's been gone three weeks, feels like years, And this whiskey's the only thing that dries the tears. I know come morning I'll regret it, But tonight I just can't let it go. So I'm gonna drink you off my mind, One more round, one more time. Wash you down with something brown, Till I can't feel you around. They say time will do the healing, But time moves way too slow, So I'm gonna drink you off my mind tonight, And let the whiskey take it from here. I deleted your number but I know it by heart, Drew a line in the sand but I crossed it in the dark. Every love song on the jukebox sounds like you, Every empty glass is one more thing to get through. I ain't proud of the man on this barstool, But heartbreak makes an honest fool. I know come morning I'll regret it, But tonight I just can't let it go. So I'm gonna drink you off my mind, One more round, one more time. Wash you down with something brown, Till I can't feel you around. They say time will do the healing, But time moves way too slow, So I'm gonna drink you off my mind tonight, And let the whiskey take it from here. Maybe one day I'll wake up and you'll be gone, Maybe I'll stop reaching for a love that moved on. But that day ain't today, and this glass ain't my last, So pour me one more for the ghost of the past. 'Cause I'm gonna drink you off my mind, One more round, one more time. Wash you down with something brown, Till I can't feel you around. They say time will do the healing, But this is the only cure I know, So I'm gonna drink you off my mind tonight, And let the whiskey take it from here. Drink you off my mind. One more round.