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