Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound

I got a good woman at home, but she thinks I do no wrong

Sometimes, Lord, she just ain't always around

And you know that's when I fall and I can't help myself at all

And I get whiskey bent and Hell bound

Play me a song about a ramblin' man

And put a cold one in my hand

As you know I love to hear those guitar sounds

But don't you play no cheatin' heart

That'll tear me all apart

And I get whiskey bent and Hell bound

It's shouldn't 'nough about closin' time

Lord, I'm 'bout stoned out of my mind

And I end up with a honkey tonk special, I found

But sure enough as that mornin' sun come, well

I'm a thinkin' 'bout my sweet girl at home

And I need to get whiskey bent and Hell bound

Play me some songs about a ramblin' man

And put old Jim Beam in my hand

As you know, I still love to get drunk and hear country sounds

But don't you play I'm So Lonesome, I Could Cry

I get all bottled up inside

And I get whiskey bent and Hell bound

Yeah, old Hank's songs make me feel low down