The Bottle

Now women and whiskey, they ain't the answer Lord, I just know that this 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 honky tonk taverns I was two fisted drinking, fighting back against the wall And I know it's a problem, a now-win situation But I can't seem to resist that old whiskey bar So pour me a drink, why don't you give me the bottle Sit me down in the corner, until we're two sheets gone And don't tell me no stories about a good hearted woman I want to hear Your Cheatin' Heart and cry all night long Now me and my buddies, we got a lot in common Take us back to the good lod days, hard work and cowboy ways Take us to a swingin' door saloon, this is what I'm gonna say Chorus 2x