At the bottom of the bottle –
that’s where I’ll be tonight.
I don’t drink to freak out or fool around or fight.
All I’m looking for
is a place to rest.
I’ve tried every other thing; whiskey works the best.
Whiskey, my bitter friend.
I’ll be making love with you till the bitter end.
At the end of the bar
I’ll be knocking ‘em down.
I’m welcome in to every tavern in this town.
I’m in tip top form
in the golden west.
I’ve tried every other thing; whiskey works the best.
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