Lady Whiskey

Lady Whiskey, such a sad sight, stumblin' as she walks
She even hates herself sometimes
Keep well clear, for it's Saturday night

Drowns her sorrow, eases her pain
Wait till tomorrow, when she'll do the same again

Lady Whiskey's got a man, her man is just like her
Try to fit the key in the door
When he comes home on Saturday night

Drowns his sorrow, eases his pain
Waits for tomorrow, when he'll do the same again

Lady Whiskey's got a son, got a daughter, too
Son don't play, but the daughter's on the way
When she comes home Saturday night

Drowns her sorrow, eases her pain
Wait for tomorrow, she'll do the same again

Lady Whiskey, she gets sick when she goes downtown
One day drink's gonna put her down
She won't come home on Saturday night



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Powell, David Turner, Martin Turner, Steve Upton
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