One Hand on My Whiskey

I got one hand on my whiskey I got one hand on my gun I got one hand on my whiskey, mamma I got one hand on my gun Lord, that gal of mine just told me That I ain't her only one And I've been cryin' for you, mamma Since you packed your things to go I've been cryin' for you. mamma Since you packed your things to go And I'll be moaning for you, baby 'Til you say you love me so And I got one bullet in my six-gun When it comes is a surprise I got one bullet in my six-gun When it comes is a surprise And I'll slowly take my chances Prayin' you'll open your eyes Well, farewell, fair-weather friends I'll see you on the other side I said farewell, fair-weather friends I'll see you on the other side You can carve it on my tombstone "A cheatin' gal I can't abide." And I got one hand on my whiskey I got one hand on my gun gun gun gun gun Gun gun I got one hand on my whiskey, mamma I got one hand on my gun Lord, that gal of mine just told me That I ain't her only one