(Chorus)
I'm gonna get my drink on, I wanna hear me a sad song.
My baby just left home, I didn't treat her right.
Right here's where I belong, I'm gonna stay 'till the money's gone.
If it takes me all night long, I'm gonna get my drink on.
1st Verse
Well I got some little problems and the only way to solve 'em is the
sure-fire way I know
And when the going gets tough, well the tough get going to the little
bar down the road
(Chorus)
There's a cold bar stool for a hot-headed fool, and I'm gonna hop right to it.
Or a seat a table with a jug of black label when a 12-pack wont quite do.
3rd Verse
Well Jo the bartender, she's a mighty good friender and she likes my
company.
When she says "last call for alcohol" that won't apply much to me.