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I've got a good woman at home who thinks I do no wrong,But sometimes, Lord, she just ain't always around.And ya know that's when I fall and I can't help myself at all.And I get whiskey bent and hell bound.Play me some songs about a ramblin' man,Put a cold one in my hand.'Cause you know I love to hear those guitar sounds.Don't ya play 'I'm So Lonesome I Could Cry''Cause I get all balled up inside.And I'll get whiskey bent and hell bound.Sure enough about closing time, 'bout stoned out of my mind.And I end up with some honky tonk special I found.Just as sure as the morning sun comes,Thinkin' of my sweet girl at home.And I need to get whiskey bent and hell bound.Play me the songs about a ramblin' man,Put old Jim Beam in my hand.'Cause ya know I still love to get drunk and hear country sounds.But don't play 'Your Cheatin' Heart''Cause that'll tear me all apart.I get whiskey bent and hell bound.Yeah, old Hank songs always make me feel down.
