I've had fame and fortune

Women come knock on my door

I've lived to the limit

Maybe a little bit more

There are so many stories

About how I got out of control

Some say its a woman

Some say its my troubled soul

I'm like a crazy old soldier

Fighting a war on my own

Just me and the wiskey

And the bottles are ten thousand strong

You'd think I'd give up as many times I've been hit

But like a crazy old soldier

I just don't know when to quit

Barrooms and bedrooms

Are just faces and places and names

Once for the pleasure

And Lord knows once for the pain

I've tried to forget her

And all the things that we've done

But as long as there are memories

I'll never hang up my gun

I'm like a crazy old soldier

Fighting a war on my own

Just me and the wiskey

And the bottles are ten thousand strong

You'd think I'd give up as many times as I've been hit

But like a crazy old soilder

I just don't know when to quit