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
 Now me and my buddies
 We've got a lot in common
 We all wish we could take time and just turn it around
 Take us back to the good old days
 of hard work and cowboy ways
 Take us to a swingin' door saloon
 This is what we'll say
 Hey Mister pour us a drink
 Hell, give us the bottle
 Set us 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
 Yeah, pour us a drink
 Hell, give us the bottle
 Set us down in the corner 'till we're two sheets gone
 And don't tell us no stories, about a goodhearted woman
 I wanna hear "Your Cheatin' Heart" and cry all night long