Well if the whiskey doesn't get me

I know the memories will

'Cause you left a hole in my heart

That's too deep to fill

But a drink or two maybe three or four

For a while you're out of sight

It's a headache tomorrow

Or a heartache tonight

The sun goes down

The blues come around

And the choice is black and white

Low down and lonesome and high as a kite

When you can't win for losing

You know it's just not right

It's a headache tomorrow

Or a heartache tonight

No matter which one

You choose you lose

I know which one I'll take

When the sun comes up tomorrow

Something's gonna ache

If I could take a pill to kill the pain

I know I'm gonna be all right

Headache tomorrow or a heartache tonight

The sun goes down

The blues come around

And the choice is black and white

Low down and lonesome and high as a kite

When you can't win for losing

You know it's just not right

It's a headache tomorrow or a heartache tonight