The bars are all closed, it's four in the morning   Must have shut 'em all down by the shape that I'm in   I lay my head on the wheel and the horn begins honking   The whole neighborhood knows that I'm home drunk again      If drinking don't kill me, her memory will   I can't hold out much longer the way that I feel   With the blood from my body, I could start my own still   But if drinking don't kill me, her memory will      These old bones they move slow but so sure of their footsteps   As I trip on the floor and lightly touch down   Lord, it's been ten bottles since I tried to forget her   But the memory still lingers lying here on the ground      And if drinking don't kill me, her memory will   I can't hold out much longer the way that I feel   With the blood from my body, I could start my own still   But if drinking don't kill me, her memory will