drinkin' my way back home

i sobered up in houston

in the bed of my pickup truck

my head was hangin' so heavy

i could hardly hold it up

i got to thinkin' 'bout

sweet little woman i left all alone

and that's when i started rollin'

drinkin' my way back home

drinkin' my way back home

listenin' to a honky tonk song

i hope the devil in my soul don't steer me wrong

'cause i'm drinkin' my way back home

i can feel that texas sun

down on this redneck of mine

every time i pop top

i'm getting closer to the arkansas line

i left a trail of lone star beers

from here to san antone

so

baby

here i come

don't worry

drinkin' my way back home

drinkin' my way back home

listenin' to a honky tonk song

i hope the devil in my soul don't steer me wrong

'cause i'm drinkin' my way back home

drinkin' my way back home

listenin' to a honky tonk song

i hope the devil in my soul don't steer me wrong

'cause i'm drinkin' my way back home

here i come

baby