Good Liquor Gonna Carry Me Down

Lord, I know a little girl
'Bout sixteen years old
She says, «Bill, stop drinkin'
I will satisfy your soul
But I just keep on-a drinkin'
Yeah, I keep on drinkin'
Yeah, I just keep on drinkin'
Till good liquor carry me down
Now, my woman told me About fifteen years ago
«Bill, you gonna drink one of these mornings
And you’ll never drink no more
But I just keep on-a drinkin'
Yeah, I keep on drinkin'
Yeah, I just keep on drinkin'
Till good liquor carry me down
Yes, I went to the doctor
With my head in my hands
The doctor said, «Big Bill, I think
I’ll have to give you monkey glands»
But I just keep on-a drinkin'
Yeah, I keep on drinkin'
Yeah, I just keep on drinkin'
Till good liquor carry me down
Lord, my woman told me to stop drinkin'
And come on home
Say, «If you don’t big bill, some other man
Gonna carry your business home»
But I just keep on-a drinkin'
Yeah, I keep on drinkin'
Yeah, I just keep on drinkin'
Till good liquor carry me down