They could quit makin' whiskey
They could stop stomppin' grapes
It wasn't for fools like me
With hearts that break
The could close all the breweries
And they could look up the bars
If it wasn't for women like you
Who needs lovin' scars.
And I Can't Quit Drinkin'
Lord knows I've tried
I'm gonna wear, this whisky glass stare
Till my memories go blind
Now I Can't Quit Drinkin'
And it will kill me they say
And if Heaven's sweet shores
Has swingin' doors
I'll find it some day.
You know I thought it all over
And I still don't understand
With millions of women
How could one mean so much to a man
Women and whisky, they're so much alike
Cause just when you need 'em the most
You're left high and dry.
Yes if Heaven's sweet shores
Has swingin' doors
I'll find it some day.