In blue afternoons I cried alone Four walls sound empty, it’s an old wooden home The smoke from my fire, it billows and curls In blue afternoons for this old country girl
My baby done left me to make it alone It’s hard staying sober when there’s nobody home Lord, why does it happen, it always happens to me I’m drinking Wild Turkey, it’s just a quarter to three
Drink up, I’m a-riding away from you now Drink up, you run off your sweet lovin’ gal Drink up, it’s an old story, I’m not saying it’s news I’m just a broken down woman with the afternoon blues
There’s nothing in this world ‘cept for meanness and cruel And blue afternoons for this old country girl
Drink up, I’m a-riding away from you now Drink up, you run off your sweet lovin’ gal Drink up, it’s an old story, I’m not saying it’s news I’m just a broken down woman with the afternoon blues
The mornings pass quickly when there’s something to do I work hard pretending I’m gonna start in a-new Lord, why does it happen, it always happens to me I’m drinking Tequila, it’s just a quarter past three
Drink up, I’m a-riding away from you now Drink up, you run off your sweet lovin’ gal Drink up, it’s an old story, I’m not saying it’s news I’m just a broken down woman with the afternoon blues
It’s an old story, I’m not saying it’s news I’m just a broken down woman with the afternoon blues