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
