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.