Fuck, the bars are all closed It's four in the morning Must have shut 'em all down By the shape that I'm in Lay my head on the wheel And the horn begins honking The whole neighborhood knows That I'm home, drunk again It's four in the morning If drinking don't kill me Her memory will 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 I 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 Memory still lingers If drinking don't kill me Her memory will Can't hold out much longer The way that I feel, I feel With the blood from my body I could start my own still But if drinking don't kill me Her memory will Her memory will (Her memory will) If drinking don't kill me Her memory will 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, her memory will, her memory will, her memory will Her memory will