Written by Harlan Sanders / Karl Sanders / Rick Beresford
E The bars are all closed A E It’s four in the morning E Must have shut ’em all down E B By the shape that I’m in E I lay my head on the wheel A E And the horn begins honking E The whole neighborhood knows B E That I’m home drunk againThese will old bones they move slow But so sure of their footsteps As I trip on the floor and lightly touch down Lord it’s been ten bottles since I tried to forget her But the memory still lingers lying here on the ground ChorusA E And if drinking don’t kill me B Her memory will B A B I can’t hold out much longer E The way that I feel A E With the blood from my body A I could start my own still A E But if drinking don’t kill me B E Her memory will