My Hobby
I’m Lookin at my bottle and its up side down.
I Got a pile of empties layin on the ground
Yea I’ll be sleepin with em here tonight
But with one more jug to empty it’ll be all right.
Drinkin is my hobby and I do it well
Jim Beam and Grandad treat me swell.
I like company and their’s is fine.
But I drink Wild Turkey when I feel like flyin.
I drink alone cause there’s more that way.
Some folks drop by but they don’t stay.
I always have beer but the sauce is mine
And if they don’t like- it, that’s just fine.
Drinkin is my hobby and I do it well.
Tequela with schnapps makes me sick as hell.
But I still drink em if it’s all I got
Yea most folks say that I drink a lot.
Ill tell ya bar whiskey’s all watered down.
So I don’t go to bars just to hang around.
Yea drinkin from the jug, that's how it’s done
Not from a shot glass that's no fun
Drinkin is my hobby and I do it well.
Rum and scotch really ring my bell.
But I will drink em if the price is right.
Wonder what flavor’s on sale tonight.
My livers goin out or that’s what doc said.
And he said quit drinkin-son or end up dead.
You I don’t wanna stop...... so there’s no us tryin.
So I guess Ill keep right on drinkin and dyin.
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