Don't Start Me On The Liquor
I'll Drink It All Down Straight
I'll Make A Toast To Love
But I Drink The Most
When I Got Somebody To Hate
I'm An Old Man
I Got An Old Man's Pain
Will The Morning
Will The Morning Ever Come Again
Well, I'm Likin' Lickin' A Lotta Liquor
I'm Drivin' Down The Drink
I'll Take A Toast To Life
But I Drink The Most
When My Devil Start To Think
I'm An Old Man
I Got An Old Man's Pain
Will The Morning
Will The Morning Ever Come Again
Oh, I Could Drink, Drink, Drink
So I Can't Think, Think, Think
I Got A Hope Or A Home
In This Life I'm All Alone
On This Long Cold Lonely Night Of Fright
Followed By A Lonely Day
'Til There's Nothing Left I Can Say
Except I Didn't Know I Was Sick
And So I Got Sicker
He's A Low Down Lying
Peckerwood Cotton Picker
Don't Start Me On The Liquor
I Got Nothing More To Say
I Had A Little Money
But It All Flown Away
And I Said Oh Man
Oh, Ain't That A Shame
Oh, I Keep Manin', I Keep Manin'
LIke I Got An Old Man's Pain
Don't
Don't Start
Don't Start Me
Don't Start Me On
Don't Start Me On The
Don't Start Me On The Liquor