[Verse 1]
This time you went just a little too far
Now I don't mind picking you up from some bar
And I'm used to dealing with the ways of most men
But I won't come and get you from the jailhouse again

[Verse 2]
Now I've sat and watched men fall drunk on the floor
Just like my mother and her ma before
And I was sixteen before I realised
That men could walk upright and open their eyes

[Bridge]
Gin, whisky, don't bother me none
But you're so darn proud of the things that you've done
If you're such a man with such sorrows to drown
Well how come there's always some girl
Picks you up when you fall down? (Fall down, fall down)

[Verse 3]
So you go on home and get your guitar
Write some more songs about draining the bar
And if I'm so wise why don't I show you the door?
Cause you make me laugh
And maybe that's what God made men for