W-i-f-e Lyrics - Old 97's

I've got my wife, the other women 

And the whiskey killing me 

The first two make it so that I see red 

The third one makes it so that I can't see 

If I had half a brain left after my debauchery 

I'd give up the other women and the W-I-F-E 

Wedding vows weren't made to be broken 

These here lips weren't made to tell no lies 

Somewhere along the way, I guess I must have gone astray 

'Cause I'm drinking here and wishing for to die 

I've got my wife, the other women 

And the whiskey killing me 

The first two make it so that I see red 

The third one makes it so that I can't see 

If I had half a brain left after my debauchery 

I'd give up the other women and the W-I-F-E 

It's just like my little sister told me 

(Dear old momma) 

In the end, you reap what you sow 

I've been sowing seeds from Mexico to Tennessee 

And I'm reaping now an awful lot of woe 

I've got my wife, the other women 

And the whiskey killing me 

The first two make it so that I see red 

The third one makes it so that I can't see 

If I had half a brain left after my debauchery 

I'd give up the other women and the W-I-F-E 

I'd give up the other women and the W-I-F-E