Whiskey and Wimmen' - John Lee Hooker, Canned Heat

Well, whiskey and wimmen

Gonna be the death of me

Well, whiskey and wimmen

Gonna be the death of me

Well now, I’m tellin' everybody

That they will not let me be

Well, my baby left me

She done left for somebody else

Well now, my baby she left me

She done left for somebody else

Well now, I get sick and tired, Lord

Sleepin' all by myself

(Yeah blow it now, Alan)

(Yeah)

(Go on, boy!)

(Alright, yeah)

Well, it was late one evenin'

I was packin' my leavin' trunk

Well, it was late one evenin'

I was packin' my leavin' trunk

Well, I didn’t have no whiskey

But them blues made me sloppy drunk

Well, I cried last night

And I cried the night before

Well now, I cried last night

And I cried the night before

Well, I told my woman

I didn’t love her no mo'