the bars are all close

it's 4 in the morning

i must have shut em all down

by the shape that i'm in

i lay my head on the wheel

and the horn begins honking

the whole neighborhood knows

that i'm home drunk again

and if drinking don't kill me

her memory will

i can't hold out much longer

the way that i feel

with the blood from my body

i can start my own still

and if drinking dont kill me

her memory will

instrumental

these old bones they move slow

but so sure of their footsteps

as i trip on the floor

and i lightly touch down

lord its been 10 bottles

since i tried to forget her

but the memory still lingers

lying here on the ground

and if drinking dont kill me

her memory will

i cant hold out much longer

the way that i feel

with the blood from my body

i can start my own still

but if drinking dont kill me

her memory will