Drinkin'€™ My Way Back Home Lyrics

Drinkin?? My Way Back Home
By Gene Watson
I sobered up in Houston in the bed of my pickup truck
My head was hangin?? so heavy I could hardly hold it up
I got to thinkin?? ??bout sweet little woman I left all alone
And that??s when I started rollin??, drinkin?? my way back home
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Drinkin?? my way back home
Listenin?? to a honky tonk song
I hope the devil in my soul don??t steer me wrong
Cause I??m drinkin?? my way back home
I can feel that Texas sundown on this redneck of mine
Everytime I pop a top, I??m getting?? closer to the Arkansas line
I left a trail of Lone Star beers from here to San Antone
So baby here I come, don??t worry, drinkin?? my way back home