don't start me on the liquor

don't start me on the liquor

i'll drink it all down straight

i'll make a toast to love

but i drink the most

when i got somebody to hate

i'm an old man

i got an old man's pain

will the morning

will the morning ever come again

well

i'm likin' lickin' a lotta liquor

i'm drivin' down the drink

i'll take a toast to life

but i drink the most

when my devil start to think

i'm an old man

i got an old man's pain

will the morning

will the morning ever come again

oh

i could drink

drink

drink

so i can't think

think

think

i got a hope or a home

in this life i'm all alone

on this long cold lonely night of fright

followed by a lonely day

'til there's nothing left i can say

except i didn't know i was sick

and so i got sicker

he's a low down lying

peckerwood cotton picker

don't start me on the liquor

i got nothing more to say

i had a little money

but it all flown away

and i said oh man

oh

ain't that a shame

oh

i keep manin'

i keep manin'

like i got an old man's pain

don't

don't start

don't start me

don't start me on

don't start me on the

don't start me on the liquor