You thought I'd die when you said goodbye For a minute I thought that I would And there for a while couldn't even fake a smile Even if the bad joke sounded good I went off the rails Thought hell, might as well Rock bottom was callin' my name But lookin' back now, I oughta be In the movin' on hall-of-fame It wasn't my buddies, it wasn't my mama It wasn't, no self-help how-to It wasn't old records, it wasn't old flings Or dancin' with somebody new Tequila made me crazy, cold beer wouldn't do So I whiskey'd my way over you You saw me out on a Friday downtown With a smile that came stumblin' back in Guess that killed your mood 'cause you did what you do Turned around and walked out again So pour a little more bourbon Oh, it's the only thing been workin' It wasn't my buddies, it wasn't my mama It wasn't, no self-help how-to It wasn't old records, it wasn't old flings Or dancin' with somebody new Tequila made me crazy, cold beer wouldn't do So I whiskey'd my way over you Whiskey'd my way Whiskey'd my way ♪ Oh, oh, keep the bar keep workin' Oh, oh, pour it on this hurtin' It wasn't my buddies, it wasn't my momma It wasn't, no self-help how-to It wasn't old records, and it wasn't old flings Or dancin' with somebody new Tequila made me crazy, cold beer wouldn't do So I whiskey'd my way over you Tequila didn't cut it, cold beer was no use So I whiskey'd my way over you