The Fourth Night of My Drinking

On the first night of my drinking I was looking for my keys
I was half-blind and stinking and bloody at the knees
I had a built-in-fever and bright red cheeks
My checks and balances up shit creek

It was all in fun--I didn't hurt no one
Until I crawled back for more
Then there was damage done, but I made it home
And woke up on the floor

On the second night of my drinking i was looking for my car
And as luck would have it, I found it parked outside my favorite bar
I had a leather liver and lipstick streaks
I had a disposition of valleys and peaks

It was a lot of fun until I shot my gun
And the neighbors called the law
They didn't take me in, but they let it sink in
That i was headed for a fall, headed for a fall

On the third night of my drinking I was yelling at your house
I had a stick in my hand and was convinced
Some man was in there hiding out
I had a foot on your door; you had me down on the floor
I woke up next morning and my jaw was sore

Then I was back at the bar and I was wanting some more
Then I was back at the bar and I was wanting some more
Then I was back at the bar and I was wanting some more
Until they tried to cut me off

On the fourth night of my drinking I had to go it all alone
As my friend's list was shrinking and I was sinking like a stone
I had a steely eye; I had a mouth full of grit; my disposition had gone full tilt
There was a taste in my mouth; I wasn't liking it

Guess it will be through with me before I'm through with it
Guess it will be through with me before I'm through with it
Guess it will be through with me before I'm through with it