Fancy four men down the road Hell, my hands are getting cold This winter's really gotta grip on me I'm getting tired of this town But I ain't got any money to make any ground Another lonely night down at the bar
'Cause I'm gettin' into fights, and I'm falling hard Maxing out one more credit card What's this lift worth living for? Going to jail, I can't pay my bail Jack and Coke won't let me think for myself Should have never reached for that bottle on the shelf
She's the reason I started it all Lord, she's praying on my downfall Hoping I'll never make it off this town She won't leave me alone Most evenings all I do is sit at home Think about the girl I've done right or wrong
She's got my heart tied in a knot Will I make it out? No, probably not All I got left to do is sit here and drink Another lonely night down at the bar
'Cause I'm getting into fights, and I'm falling hard Maxing out one more credit card What's this lift worth living for? I'm going to jail, I can't pay my bail Jack and Coke won't let me think for myself Should have never reached for that bottle on the shelf
Should have never reached for that bottle on the shelf