Wishbone Ash - Lady Whiskey




Lady Whiskey, such a sad sight, stumblin` as she walks.
She even hates herself sometimes.
Keep her clear, for it`s Saturday night.
Drowns her sorrow, eases her pain,
Waits for tomorrow, when she`ll do the same again.
Lady Whiskey`s got a man, her man is just like her -
Tries to fit the key in the door
When he comes home Saturday night.
Drowns his sorrow, eases his pain,
Waits for tomorrow, when he`ll do the same again.
Lady Whiskey`s got a son, got a daughter, too.
Son don`t play, but the daughter`s on the way
When she comes home Saturday night.
Lady Whiskey, she gets sick when she goes downtown.
One day drink`s gonna put her down -
She won`t come home Saturday night.

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