That boy is living backwoods, got a pocket full of dreams and he weeps

That boy is living backwoods, got a hole in that pocket, yes indeed

Addiction's too strong to hold on to what he needs

Habits of the world came crashing down on me

Boy, whatcha you gonna do if you ain't got that little lady to lean on

And will the bottle hold you tight all through the night too drunk to sing the blues

Cause when the demons come around, you got knock them all down, say I'm leaving

Whiskey will do more than tell you the wrong thing to do

He's trying to hard to live like the stars he sees

It's easy to follow, but he don't want to lead

The promise seems fun, that's what it's like to be free

Habits of the world came crashing down on me now, now, down on me now, now, down on me now, now

Boy, whatcha you gonna do if you ain't got that little lady to lean on

And will the bottle hold you tight all through the night too drunk to sing the blues

Cause when the demons come around, you got knock them all down, say I'm leaving

Whiskey will do more than tell you the wrong thing to do

Why don't you cry on somebody without leaving now

Cry on somebody and stop all your leaving now

Boy, whatcha you gonna do if you ain't got that little lady to lean on

And will the bottle hold you tight all through the night too drunk to sing the blues

Cause when the demons come around, you got knock them all down, say I'm leaving

Whiskey will do more than tell you the wrong thing to do

Whiskey will do more than tell you the wrong thing to do