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
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