I'd rather be sloppy drunk than anything I know
I'd rather be sloppy drunk than anything I know
And another half a pint
Mama will see me go
I love my moonshine whiskey better than a filly loves her mare
I love my moonshine whiskey better than a filly loves her mare
You can take your pretty bucks
Give me my cool kind can
I'd rather be sloppy drunk sittin' in the can
I'd rather be sloppy drunk sittin' in the can
Than to be out in the streets
Running from the man
Mmm bring me another two-bit pint
Mmm bring me another two-bit pint
Because I got my habits on
And I'm going to wreck this joint
My gal trying quit me for somebody else
My gal trying quit me for somebody else
Now I'm sloppy drunk, mama
Sleeping all by myself
