Drive-by Truckers The Fourth Night Of My Drinking
On the first night of my drinking I was looking for my
keys
I was half blind and stinking and bloody at the knees
I had a built-in fever and bright red cheeks
My checks and balances up shit creek
It was all in fun, I didn't hurt no one until I crawled
back for more
Then there was damage done but I made it home and woke
up on the floor
On the second night of my drinking I was looking for my
car
And as the luck would have it I found it parked outside
my favourite bar
I had a leather liver and lipstick streaks
I had a disposition of valleys and peaks
It was a lot of fun until I shot my gun and the
neighbours called the law
They didn't take me in but they let it sink in that I
was headed for a fall
On the third night of my drinking I was yelling at your
house
I had a stick in my hand and was convinced that some
man was in there hiding out
I had a foot on your door; you had me down on the floor
I woke up the next morning and my jaw was sore
Then I was back at the bar and I was wanting some more
Then I was back at the bar and I was wanting some more
Then I was back at the bar and I was wanting some more
Until they tried to cut me off
On the fourth night of my drinking I had to go it all
alone
As my friends list was shrinking and I was sinking like
a stone
I had a steely eye and a mouth full of grit
My disposition had gone full tilt
There was a taste in my mouth, I wasn't liking it
Guess it will be through with me before I'm through
with it
Guess it will be through with me before I'm through
with it
Guess it will be through with me before I'm through
with it
