If Drinkin' Don't Kill Me (Her Memory Will) by George Jones

The bars are all closed, it's four in the morning
I must have shut 'em all down by the shape that I'm in
I lay my head on the wheel and the horn begins honking
The whole neighborhood knows that I'm home drunk again

If drinking don't kill me, her memory will
I can't hold out much longer the way that I feel
With the blood from my body I could start my own still
But if drinking don't kill me, her memory will

These old bones they move slow but so sure of their footsteps
As I trip on the floor and I lightly touch down
Lord, it's been ten bottles since I tried to forget her
But the memory still lingers lying here on the ground

And if drinking don't kill me, her memory will
I can't hold out much longer the way that I feel
With the blood from my body I could start my own still
But if drinking don't kill me, her memory will

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