Drinkin' My Way Back Home Lyrics - Singles - Gene Watson

I sobered up in Houston 

In the bed of my pickup truck 

My head was hangin' so heavy 

I could hardly hold it up 

I got to thinkin' 'bout 

Sweet little woman I left all alone 

And that's when I started rollin' 

Drinkin' my way back home 

Drinkin' my way back home 

Listenin' to a honky tonk song 

I hope the Devil in my soul don't steer me wrong 

'Cause I'm drinkin' my way back home 

I can feel that Texas sun 

Down on this redneck of mine 

Every time I pop 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 

Drinkin' my way back home 

Listenin' to a honky tonk song 

I hope the Devil in my soul don't steer me wrong 

'Cause I'm drinkin' my way back home 

Drinkin' my way back home 

Listenin' to a honky tonk song 

I hope the Devil in my soul don't steer me wrong 

'Cause I'm drinkin' my way back home 

Here I come, baby