Whiskey Bent And Hell Bound

I've got a good woman at home
Who thinks I do no wrong
But 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 a song about a rambling man
And put a cold one in my hand
'Cause you know I love to hear those guitar sounds
Don't you play You're Cheating Heart
That would tear me all apart
Soget whiskey bent and hell bound

Sure enough about closing time
Lord, I'm 'bput stoned out of my mind
And I end up with some honky tonk special I found
Just sure enough as the mornin sun comes
Lord I'm thinking of my sweet girl at home
And I need to get whiskey bent and hell bound

Play me the songs about rambling man
Put old Jim Beam in my hand
'Cause 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 balled up Inside
And I get whiskey bent and hell bound

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