Got a five in my pocket  Wanna buy me some gin  A drop of gas in my tank let me think it over again, mmm  Cause I'd rather be drunk and drive away from here  Than to be sober, so sober yea  No friends comin thru  I think I've lost them all  No man to take there place   So I decided to make this call, whoa ho  That I'd rather be drunk on a cloud away from here  I don't wanna be sober, no not sober yea    Broke and alone nowhere to go  And loneliness is hurting me so   Broke and alone, nowhere to go  And loneliness and hurting so    One stog left to light  I think I'll smoke just a half  By the time I finish this drink   I'll roll the last of the grass, yea hey  Cause I'd rather feel pumped  Than to drown in my tears  That'll help me peel over, sleep the night over yea hey  Yeah, yeah, yea yea    [windy voice]  Oh I could've swore oh  Sober, sober, sober  And lonliness is killing me slow  Broke and alone, whoo boy, what ever    Did I drink too much  Cause the road is all lop-sided  I only drove a small way  I thought I swore not to take this ride, yea hey  Now my air's being pumped   And I'm drenched in my tears Oh  I don't wanna peel over  Just wanna be sober yea, oooh    Why I had to go  Killing me slow, slow  I wish I could have listened to my conscience  And not drunk a drip  I wouldn't be here in so many pieces  I shouldn't have drank a sip