Close up the bar you know the gates of the brewery Shes out there every night And she sure aint drinkin tea I love that woman, shes the best one that I had But shes got this habit now and it sure is gettin bad
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That whiskey drinkin woman Is makin a poor man out of me That whiskey drinkin woman Is makin a poor man out of me
Shes got bottles in the kitchen Even got them in my bed Most times I see her now Shes three parts out of her head Dont know where I went wrong I sure try to treat her right But it sure upsets me Seein her juiced up every night.
Chorus:
Lead:
Got to solve this problem Wont you help me find the key The way that things are going Ill have to buy the distillery She just stands there smilin With a whiskey in each hand Got to think of something Dont know how much I can stand
Chorus:
Got to get myself together, start workin something out Maybe if I tried some booze, Id know what its about I love that woman, shes the best one that I had But shes got this problem now And it sure is gettin bad.