I woke up Monday morning, and my head it was so sore She gave me such a scorning, she yelled and screamed and swore That she would leave and break my heart, I told her not to start She walked up to my liquor shelf, and gladly helped herself
She took my bottle of whiskey, left my wad of cash I know that she ain’t gone too far; I know that she’ll be back She took my bottle of single malt, left my sour mash She took my bottle of whiskey, left my wad of cash
So I went down to the honky-tonk, sat down at the bar Ordered whiskey on the rocks, hey bring me that full jar I gave the girl the money, as the band began to play When I looked back around, this is all I could say
She took my bottle of whiskey, left my wad of cash I know that she aint gone too far; I know that she’ll be back She took my bottle of single malt, left my sour mash She took my bottle of whiskey, and left my wad of Johnny Cash
She took my bottle of whiskey, and left my wad of cash I know that she ain’t gone too far, I know that she’ll be back Took my bottle of single malt, and left my sour mash She took my bottle of whiskey, and left my wad of cash She took my bottle of whiskey, and left my wad of cash I know that she ain’t gone too far, I hope that she’ll don’t come back Took my bottle of single malt, and left my sour mash She took my bottle of whiskey, and left my wad of cash She took bottle of single malt and left my sour mash She took my bottle of whiskey, and left my wad of cash She took my bottle of whiskey, and left my cash I woke up Monday morning, and my head it was so sore She gave me such a scorning, she yelled and screamed and swore