the bottle

now women and whiskey

they ain't the answer

lord

well i just know that this here is true

but the way that i'm feeling

i just might be thinking

lord

tonight they just might have to do

i've spent a lot of long and lonely nights in honkey tonk taverns

i was two fisted drinking and fighting back against the wall

and i know it's a problem

a no win situation

but i can't seem to resist that old whiskey call

mister pour me a drink

hell

give me the bottle

set me down in the corner 'till we're two sheets gone

and don't tell me no stories

about a good hearted woman

i wanna hear your cheatin' heart" and cry all night long