There's a note on the table that said I ain't coming back
till your sorry ass is gone.
And I'm tired of you cheating and running around.
You never said anything wrong in anything you've done.
Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving.
There's gotta be a bottle in the bag.
Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving.
Gotta get this devil off my...
Well I stumbled my way down to the local
bar where I saw the devil in my glass.
And the bartender told me it was time to go
and I told him that he could lick my sack.
Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving.
There's gotta be a way to get it back.
Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving.
Gotta get this devil off my...
Junkie, Tennessee, you better find whiskey.
I'm leaving at the fax mall.
Watch the sound, I'm as red-nosed, red-faced.
Gonna wreck the whole place.
Leave it to the bare-grass party.
Chapter's gone!
Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone.
Oh, it's a hard thing to overcome.
But you gotta find the whiskey's gone.
Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving.
There's gotta be a bottle in the bag.
Whiskey's gone but I ain't leaving.
Gotta get this devil off my...