The Bottle

(Pat Green)

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
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

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Mister pour us a drink
Hell give us the bottle
Set us 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

Me and my buddies, we've got a lot in common
We all wish we could take time and turn it around
Take us back to the good old days
Hard work and cowboy ways
Take us to a swingin' door saloon
This is what we'll say

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