Hard Times '03

Hard times have drove me to drinkin'
Sometimes I’m thinkin' and I keep on drinkin'
I do drink my blues away
These hard times have drove me to drinkin'
I do drink my blues away
(Hard times have drove me to drinkin'
Hard times have drove me to drinkin')
I’m a half-assed man in these shadow streets
Ooh goddamn gotta find me a drink
I’m lost and lonely I’m scared and cold
Little old me with a whiskey soul
Because (hard times have drove me to drinkin')
Now I need to follow the bad to get a bottle again
(Hard times have drove me to drinkin')
Just another dollar then I could have a bottle of Beam
My folks tell me «Sugar, you drink too much»
I guess I hit the bottom of the bottle I’m fucked
I don’t understand this game I’m in
I guess they lookin' out for me they my friends
I’m whiskey bitten that’s so so true
I’m in the bottom of the bottle drinkin' away my blues
Just postin' in my pocket no shirt no shoes
And right beside me, you got it, is my bottle of booze
Hard times have drove me to drinkin'
Hard times have drove me to drinkin'