I know some people don't like
Drinking in honky tonk dives
Where time seems to slow to a crawl
But me I don't mind at all
I sit here and ease my mind
The bartender knows just what I like
Cause whiskey makes me miss you
And gin makes me sing the blues
Tequila makes me spit fire
And vodka makes me a liar
And rum it makes me want to have fun
Don't go thinking I'm fine
Or you never cross my mind
Cause when I start to recall
She pours me something that's tall
And I stick a tip in her jar
For not letting me get too far
Cause whiskey makes me miss you
And gin makes me sing the blues
Tequila makes me spit fire
And vodka makes me a liar
And rum it makes me want to have fun
So stick a quarter in the jukebox
And put on some old George Jones
And I'll take a chance and ask her to dance
With me for just one song
Cause whiskey makes me miss you
And gin makes me sing the blues
Tequila makes me spit fire
And vodka makes me a liar
And rum it makes me want to have fun
