Ladies and gentlemen,
here's Tom T. Hall.
I can't drink, because when I drink
I break out Windows and doors
and whatever's about
I can't drink, when I drink
I go running amok
I caught one last week,
hey they're not good to eat
Oh, what the hell, I can't drink
I got buddies galore
who can't go to the store
And they buy that old stuff by the case
And just like a chicken, though he may get fat
It never shows up in his face, it does mine
I can't drink.
I get rich and good -looking and I sing.
I look like a coyote
after you cut string.
I can't drink when I'm sober.
I hate telephones.
Ah, but give me two totties
and I'll call anybody.
Ah, what the hell? I can't drink.
I was in an earthquake,
it was all a mistake
I came to and peeped through a crack
I looked at the wreckage,
and I said to myself
Oh, have I got to pay for all that?
I can't drink, because when I do
I break out Windows and doors,
and whatever's about
I can't drink.
When I drink, I go running amok.
Yeah, I caught one last week.
Hey, they're not good to eat.
Oh, what the hell. I can't drink.
Hey, look bartender,
he didn't say he didn't drink,
said he can.
It ain't just wine coming in.
No one ever explained it to me
like that. man. let's rock, sir.
All right. All right. Let's go. Let's go.
All right. Let's go.
Come here.
Come up here.