Close up the bar you know the gates of the brewery She's out there every night And she sure ain't drinkin' tea I love that woman, she's the best one that I had But she's got this habit now and it sure is gettin' bad chorus: That whiskey drinkin' woman Is makin' a poor man out of me She's got bottles in the kitchen Even got them in my bed Most times I see her now She's three parts out of her head Don't know where I went wrong I sure try to treat her right But it sure upsets me Seein' her juiced up every night. chorus:
