Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives
Three's a crowd, one more's a fight
Four good ways to wreck your life
Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives

Before I got this Martin box
Before I put my guns in hock
Every night was on the rocks
Before I got this Martin box

Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives
Three's a crowd, one more's a fight
Four good ways to wreck your life
Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives

A shot of brown and a glass of ice
Will loosen up your fingers nice
Songs that give the girls a thrill
Son, that's a kind, can get you killed

Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives
Three's a crowd, one more's a fight
Four good ways to wreck your life
Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives

Well, guitars, whiskey, guns and knives
Three's a crowd, one more's a fight
Four good ways to wreck your life
Guitars, whiskey, guns and knives
Oh, guitars, whiskey, guns and knives