| Lyrics: | Uh-uh
Uh-uh-uh-uh-ah!
Well, my baby, she don't want me around
She said she's tired
of watchin' me fall down (He-he-he-yuh!)
She wants a good life, ah! An' all the best
But I
like that bottle better than the rest
And she said:
"I think that you're headed
for a whole lot of trouble, ah!"
"Well, I think that you're headed for a whole lot of
trouble"
"Well, I think that you're headed for a whole lot of trouble"
"If you take your
whiskey"
Ow!
Well, that liquor in the night time leaves strange
memories
Seems a lifetime, ooh, since yesterday
Come the daybreak, and come
tomorrow
That woman's waited up all night for me again
Oh! She said:
"Well,
I think that you're headed for a whole lotta trouble." Yeah!
"I think that you're headed for a
whole lotta trouble." Oh, yeah!
"Yeah ya know that you're headed for a lotta trouble"
"If
you take your whiskey home"
(Guitar Solo)
Some goes to women, ooh, some goes
to Jesus
That I'm absolutely certain both's all right
Yeah, but it takes me at least
halfway to the label
'Fore I can even make it through the night
Uh well, I think
that you're headed for a whole lotta trouble
Yeah yeah, I think that you're headed for a whole
lotta trouble
Baby, yeah, I think that you're headed for some trouble
If you take your
whiskey home
(Guitar Solo)
Oh! Ooh baby, take your whiskey home,
yeah!
Ooh, a la la la la la la yeah |
