Don't Start Me on the Liquor

Don't start me on the liquor

I'll drink it all down straight

I'll take a toast to love

But I drink the most

When I got somebody to hate

I'm an old man

I got an old man's pain

Will the morning

Will the morning ever come again?

Well, I'm likin' lickin' a lotta liquor

I'm drivin' down the drink

I'll take a toast to life

But I drink the most

When my devil start to think

I'm an old man

I got an old man's pain

Will the morning

Will the morning ever come again?

Oh, I could drink, drink, drink

So I can't think, think, think

I got a hope or a home

In this life I'm all alone

On this long cold lonely night of fright

Followed by a lonely day

'Til there's nothing left I can say

Except I didn't know I was sick

And so I got sicker

He's a low down lying

Peckerwood cotton picker

Don't start me on the liquor

I got nothing more to say

I had a little money

But it all flown away

And I said oh man

Oh, ain't that a shame

Oh, I keep moanin', I keep moanin'

Like I got an old man's pain

Oh, I could drink, drink, drink

So I can't think, think, think

I got a hope or a home

In this life I'm all alone

On this long cold lonely night of fright

Followed by a lonely day

'Til there's nothing left I can say

Except I didn't know I was sick

And so I got sicker

He's a low down lying

Peckerwood cotton picker

Don't

Don't

Don't start

Don't start me

Don't start me on

Don't start me on the

Don't start me on the liquor

Don't start me on the liquor

Don't start me on the liquor

Don't start me on the liquor

Don't start me on the liquor