Drinkin' My Way Back Home
By Gene Watson
[G]I sobered up in Houston in the bed of my pickup truck
My [C]head was hangin' so heavy I could hardly hold i[G]t up
[G]I got to thinkin' 'bout sweet little woman I left all alone
[C]And that's when [A]I started rollin[D]', drinkin' my way[G] back home
Chorus:
[C]Drinkin' my way bac[C7]k home
[G]Listenin' to a honky tonk song
I hope the [Em]devil in my soul don'[C]t steer me wrong
Cause I'[A7]m drinkin'[D] my way b[G]ack home
I can feel that Texas sundown on this redneck of mine
Everytime I pop a top, I'm getting' closer to the Arkansas line
I left a trail of Lone Star beers from here to San Antone
So baby here I come, don't worry, drinkin' my way back home
Chorus
By Gene Watson
[G]I sobered up in Houston in the bed of my pickup truck
My [C]head was hangin' so heavy I could hardly hold i[G]t up
[G]I got to thinkin' 'bout sweet little woman I left all alone
[C]And that's when [A]I started rollin[D]', drinkin' my way[G] back home
Chorus:
[C]Drinkin' my way bac[C7]k home
[G]Listenin' to a honky tonk song
I hope the [Em]devil in my soul don'[C]t steer me wrong
Cause I'[A7]m drinkin'[D] my way b[G]ack home
I can feel that Texas sundown on this redneck of mine
Everytime I pop a top, I'm getting' closer to the Arkansas line
I left a trail of Lone Star beers from here to San Antone
So baby here I come, don't worry, drinkin' my way back home
Chorus