The Bottle
Composer(s): Pat Green
Performer(s): Pat Green



Now women and whiskey, they ain't the answer
Lord, I just know that this is true
But the way that I'm feeling, I just might be thinking
Lord, tonight they just might have to do

I've spent a lot of long and lonely nights in honky tonk taverns
I was two fisted drinking, fighting back against the wall
And I know it's a problem, a now-win situation
But I can't seem to resist that old whiskey bar

So pour me a drink, why don't you give me the bottle
Sit me down in the corner, until we're two sheets gone
And don't tell me no stories about a good hearted woman
I want to hear Your Cheatin' Heart and cry all night long

Now me and my buddies, we got a lot in common
We all wish that we could take time and just turn it around
Take us back to the good lod days, hard work and cowboy ways
Take us to a swingin' door saloon, this is what I'm gonna say

So pour me a drink, why don't you give me the bottle
Sit me down in the corner, until we're two sheets gone
And don't tell me no stories about a good hearted woman
I want to hear Your Cheatin' Heart and cry all night long

So pour me a drink, why don't you give me the bottle
Sit me down in the corner, until we're two sheets gone
And don't tell me no stories about a good hearted woman
I want to hear Your Cheatin' Heart and cry all night long