Tonight the Heartache's on Me by The Dixie Checks.
Rick in Macon
From video https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tmVisJfKkBA


[Verse 1]
N.C.
You could have heard a pin drop,
             
when they walk

              
ed through the

  
 door,
              
had to turn my

             
 eyes away, my

              
 heart fell to

      
 the floor.
             
Someone whispe

              
red, "Where's 

              
your halo?" Sh

            
e had an angel

   
's face,
              
he stood there

             
 smiling, hold

              
ing on to the 

            
one who took m

         
y place.


[Chorus]
             
So tonight the

            
 heartache's o

            
n me, on me,
             
let's drink a 

             
toast to the f

             
ool who couldn

   
't see.
             
Bartender, pou

            
r the wine, 'c

            
ause the hurti

        
n's all mine,
           
tonight the he

             
artache's on m

    
e.


[Solo]
    


[Verse 2]
             
I wonder if he

              
 told her she'

              
s the best he'

     
s ever known,
             
the way he tol

             
d me every nig

              
ht when we wer

       
e all alone.
             
She'll find ou

              
t when the new

              
 wears off, he

            
'll find someb

    
ody new,
             
she'll learn w

              
hat heartache'

             
s all about, a

            
nd what I'm go

    
ing through.


[Chorus]
             
So tonight the

            
 heartache's o

        
n me, on me,
             
let's drink a 

             
toast to the f

             
ool who couldn

   
't see.
             
Bartender, pou

            
r the wine, 'c

            
ause the hurti

        
n's all mine,
           
tonight the he

             
artache's on m

e.


[Solo]
   AmG 
   


[Chorus]
          
yes, tonight t

            
he heartaches 

         
on me, on me.
             
Yeah let us dr

              
ink a toast to

            
 the fool who 

         
couldn't see.
             
Bartender, pou

            
r the wine, 'c

            
ause the hurti

        
n's all mine,
           
Tonight the he

             
artache's on m

  
e.

[Outro]
            
Oh, yes tonigh

             
t the heartach

         
es on me.