's at an' end. Sometimes I'm wired an' sometimes, I'm tired, But I'm doin' the best that I can. So let's have a drink and a glum with Hank, An' may the
Well I had a good friend he used to shoot a lot of speed He was wild and cranky and man, he was always in the need But he always just had to do it But
Lowdown, once again Well I'm strugglin' now To get by, my friend It's keepin' me up Late at night I can't settle down My honky tonk life Driftin
She said she's gonna quit me, If I didn't quit the booze. So I just started drinkin' more, To see if she would really choose. And I have to hand it to
Ah Yodel-ay-heeee he-he-he Ah Yodel-oh-hooo hoo-hoo-hoo Ah Yodel-ay-heeee he-he-he Well my hat's done worn out my boots are bad I ain't got a gun but
Well I'm a runnin' and gunnin' a little bit crazy, got half drunk on the day they made me I don't know why, I guess it's in my genes Well I'm a runnin
Well, we were lovin' and a-huggin' and a-kissin' and a-squeezin' on a Friday an' Saturday night Just a-dancin' and a-prancin' and a lotta romancin' and
Lookin' back thru the years, I saw my anger There was things that I could not control Wanderin' thru my memories with my darlin' Now I fall thru the door
Well my worn-out boots are taking me downtown and I'm looking for trouble and I wanna get loud. Serve me up a drink and I'll shoot it right down and
You don't even want to know the shit I go through You don't even wanna see the hell it put me through 'Cause it's bad and it's rough and it always
Well I was driving by myself through Tennessee and I broke down on the side of the road, look at me Well I got a mohawk, and that's really sad that I
Well, I have got no money but I am doin' fine. I'm just a hillbilly hell-raiser; I'm tryin' to kill my time. An' I'm lookin' for that gal, about five
The sun comes up, but I won't go down I been real high up and I've hit the ground Memories of the past race through my mind Just like that train on that
Well, I'm all strung out in Texas and I think I'm gonna lose my mind Well, all my friends in Texas they always have a damn good time 'Cause we've
I've been beat up bad, I've been kicked around I've been thrown out of every damn bar in this old town In this old town I guess they don't like the
Well you never took my heart, When I tried hard to give it to you. And I know you can't be true, 'Cause you wanna be roamin' free. (Free.) Now I'm lookin
Well walkin' with sorrow through a lonely day with those empty bottles tryin' to ease my pain I'm still here drinkin' over the good ol days when I had
Now Playin' country music it ain't like it used to be I'm so tired of this new stuff they're tryin' to get me to sing That ain't no country music to me