Writers: Johnny Cash Published: Warner/Chappell Music, Inc. Release: Noir! (LP, UK) Transcribed: Pop Catastrophe Notes: Cover version of a Johnny Cash song (RELEASE / LYRICS). |
Well, you come home feeling for the knob on the door You better pick up your feet, you’re gonna fall on the floor I said I keep on telling you, tell you some more You better leave that junk alone and drink water Lord, that liquor is hot, drink water Well, your eyes are baggy and a bloodshot red Lord, that liquor’s hot, drink water Ha ha Well, now I’ll forgive you for your running around Lord, that liquor’s hot, drink water Well, drink water H20 |