Hotel Whiskey

I was born a ramblin’ man With swamp water on my hand Daddy died young and I had to help momma get by So I learned how to sing those songs I learned how to honky-tonk mo^an And learned to sleep in a different bed every night. Sometimes we slept in the car Lots of times we slept some old in a bar Well then we got a bus and we thought we were flyin’ real high But the best place I ever stayed Were I really learned how sing and to play I got the good times on my mind at the Hotel Whiskey. Chorus: Lord I want to go back down there to Hotel Whiskey Oh I wanna drink and dance and watch the ladies prance and get frisky   (Yes I do) No I’m not gonna worry about drivin’ a car I’ll go up and get a room and bring my old guitar I got the good times on my mind down there at the Hotel Whiskey. I’m not a kid anymore But this ain’t no mid-life crisis Because a whiskey and women have always been my vices I’m gonna buy a drink and take it to the band And talk to that gal that’s got my heart in her hand I got the good times on my mind at the Hotel Whiskey. Chorus2: Lord I want to go back down to Hotel Whiskey I’m gonna drink and dance and watch the women prance and get frisky (Yes in deed) No I’m not gonna worry about drivin’ a car I got a bottle and a room and my old guitar I got the good times on my mind down at the Hotel Whiskey. (What do you say Clint?) Hank before I die I wanna ramble on And go with you and listen to them songs I got the good times on my mind Ya well let’s blow it out one more time Well Hank let’s go all unwind down at the Hotel Whiskey. ?’s [email protected]