Well she packed her bags Said she might come back If I ever straighten up
I've been sober as a judge Now every night for a month
But when I saw her wrapped up with some ole boy In a truck I can't afford
I've been workin' on quittin' But the quittin' ain't workin' no more
* This 6 pack just turned into 5 And this 5 pack won't last long
So, pour me up a tall one Make it really strong son Play an old drinkin' song
Well I'm tired of trying So here I am tying one on Til they lock the door
I've been workin' on quittin' But the quittin' ain't workin' no more
Well I didn't pop a top Or touch a single drop I went to church every week
I cleaned up the house Cleaned up my act Thinking she'd come back to me
Now I reckon I can go back to stumbling in And waking up on the floor
I've been workin' on quittin' But the quittin' ain't workin' no more
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I've been workin' on quittin' But the quittin' ain't workin'
So I'm sittin' here sippin' Instead of sittin' home hurtin'
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Yeah, I've been workin' on quittin' But the quittin' ain't workin' no more