Close up the bar you know the gates of the brewery She's out there every night And she sure ain't drinkin' tea I love that woman, she's the best one that I had But she's got this habit now and it sure is gettin' bad
That whiskey drinkin' woman Is makin' a poor man out of me
She's got bottles in the kitchen Even got them in my bed Most times I see her now She's three parts out of her head Don't know where I went wrong I sure try to treat her right But it sure upsets me Seein' her juiced up every night.
Got to solve this problem Won't you help me find the key The way that things are going I'll have to buy the distillery She just stands there smilin' With a whiskey in each hand Got to think of something Don't know how much I can stand
Got to get myself together, start workin' something out Maybe if I tried some booze, I'd know what it's about I love that woman, she's the best one that I had But she's got this problem now And it sure is gettin' bad.
