I live my life in a bar room
I've given my soul to the wine
Lord, I'd never ask a woman
To ever live a life like mine
But sometimes I get lonely
Just downright feelin' blue
But I know I wouldn't go on
If I had a heart to go on to
So I sit here on this bar stool
With my drink in my hand
Oh, it's already a proven fact
I'm a drinking man
Cause I've lived my life in a barter
I've given my soul to the wine
I've never asked a woman to ever
live a life like mine
I've tried to change my way of living
The way some think I should
But
Lord, it only brings more hardness
Does more harm than it does good
So I've come home to my barroom,
and I'm back on my wine
And I never asked the bar to ever
fill the glass like mine
So I'm sitting here on this bar stool,
with my drink in my hand
It's already a proven fact,
God knows I'm a drinkin' man
Cause I've lived my life in a bar room,
I've given my soul to wine
I've never asked a farmer to
ever live a life like mine
Oh, no, I'd never ask a hobo
to ever live a life like mine
Like mine, like a life like mine