One Hand on My Whiskey

I got one hand on my whiskey

I got one hand on my gun

I got one hand on my whiskey, mamma

I got one hand on my gun

Lord, that gal of mine just told me

That I ain't her only one

And I've been cryin' for you, mamma

Since you packed your things to go

I've been cryin' for you. mamma

Since you packed your things to go

And I'll be moaning for you, baby

'Til you say you love me so

And I got one bullet in my six-gun

When it comes is a surprise

I got one bullet in my six-gun

When it comes is a surprise

And I'll slowly take my chances

Prayin' you'll open your eyes

Well, farewell, fair-weather friends

I'll see you on the other side

I said farewell, fair-weather friends

I'll see you on the other side

You can carve it on my tombstone

"A cheatin' gal I can't abide."

And I got one hand on my whiskey

I got one hand on my gun gun gun gun gun

Gun gun

I got one hand on my whiskey, mamma

I got one hand on my gun

Lord, that gal of mine just told me

That I ain't her only one