Hell Of A Day To Drink All Night

A A Picked a hell of a day to drink all night E I had whiskey with my breakfast and the syrup did me right D Oh vodka saw me through early afternoon E A A Now I’m wound up in the corner of a dirty motel room I think that I came in here with something to drown E I got it soakin’ wet and then I burnt the sucker down D Don’t ask me about the smoke, fire, and gasoline E A A I just snuck out of the back, hell you can call me Mr. Clean Picked a hell of a day to drink all night E I had whiskey with my breakfast and the syrup did me right D Oh vodka saw me through early afternoon E A A Now I’m wound up in the corner snortin’ Crystal's cheap perfume A E D E A Well there’s nothing quite as mean as a lover scorned E I don’t recall his name but my cotton dress is torn D They say that I sang songs of life and truth and death E A A But the shadows have pervaded to tell me what is best Picked a hell of a day to drink all night E I had whiskey with my breakfast and the syrup did me right D Oh vodka saw me through early afternoon E A A Now I’m wound up in the corner of a dirty motel room E Maybe this is all a figment of my labored mind I’m in a Southern Baptist road house getting drunk, killing time D I’m a glutton for punishment of politics and hicks E A A Bought a quarter with a hurtin’ song just to get my fix Picked a hell of a day to drink all night E I had whiskey with my breakfast and the syrup did me right D Oh vodka saw me through early afternoon E A A Now I’m wound up in the corner of Room 4 0 2 A E A E D E A E A E D D Picked a hell of a day to drink all night A D A D A