Slave

Ministers of religion
Have visited me many times
To talk about it
They say to me
I gotta leave it I gotta leave it
It’s a bad habit
For a man
But when I try to leave it
My friends keep telling me
I’m a fool amongst fools
Now I’m a slave, a slave
I’m a slave
I’m a liquor slave
I’m a slave, a slave, slave
I’m a slave
Just a liquor slave
I have lost my dignity
I had before trying
To please everybody
Some say to me
Yo yo
I look better when I’m drunk
Some say no no no
I look bad you know
Sometimes I cry
I cry but my crying
Never helps me none
'Cause now I am a slave, a slave
I’m a slave
I’m just a liquor slave
I am a slave, a prisoner
I’m a slave
Just a liquor slave
Every night when I’m
Coming back home
My wife gets worried
'Cause she knows
Shes got double trouble
Coming home
Sometimes I cry
I cry lord I cry
But my crying
Never helps me
Now I’m a slave, a slave
I’m a slave
I’m a liquor slave
I’m a slave, a slave, slave
I’m a slave
Just a liquor slave