The half dozen bottles by my bed are all empty
I guess it’s time for me to sober up
And I try but can’t remember one small thing since Wednesday
Now it’s Friday night and I just can’t give up
Chorus
So pour another double
I need to drown my troubles
I have to find a way to clear my mind
And I can’t find one good reason for me to quit my drinking
I’m a prisoner of heartbreak doing time
There’s people in this barroom who don’t mind being sober
But I’d rather not feel the pain I show
The memory of a lady I lost from too much drinking
Now drinking is the only thing I know
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