Pat Green - The bottle

^CNow women and whiskey, they ain't the answer Lord, well I just know that this is true^G But the way that I'm f^Ceeling, I just might be t^Fhinking Lord, ton^Cight they just m^Gight have to ^Cdo

^CI've spent a lot of long and lonely nights in honkey tonk taverns I was two fisted drinking and fighting back against the w^Gall And I know it's a p^Croblem, a no win situ^Fation, but I c^Can't seem to re^Gsist that old whiskey c^Call

Mister pour me a d^Frink Hell, give me the bo^Cttle Set me down in the c^Amorner 'till we're two sheets g^Con^Ge And don't tell me no s^Ftories, about a good hearted w^Coman I wanna hear "Your Ch^Geatin' Heart" and cry all night l^Cong

^CNow me and my buddies We've got a lot in common We all wish we could take time and just turn it ar^Gound Take us back to the good old ^Cdays of hard work and cowboy ^Fways Take us to a s^Cwingin' door sal^Goon This is what we'll ^Csay

Mister pour me a d^Frink Hell, give me the bo^Cttle Set me down in the c^Amorner 'till we're two sheets g^Con^Ge And don't tell me no s^Ftories, about a good hearted w^Coman I wanna hear "Your Ch^Geatin' Heart" and cry all night l^Cong