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