My Old Ways

She was a good girl before she met me

And I thought I'd introduce her to corruption

But love is a bargain and she drove a hard one

Before long, she beat me into submission

And I kept on drinking, and it started to rankle

When she talked to me about ambition

And I wasn't willing to give up on the bottle

That turned out to be one of her conditions

Now that she's kicked me out

I can't wait to get back to my old ways

I'm gonna get me a gallon of hundred-proof whiskey

And get drunk for three days

I'm gonna take all the girls from the bar home with me

And see which one of them stays

God, ain't it great to be free?

One night, I came home about four in the morning

And she was waiting up with the lights on

So I grabbed my guitar and started picking something

But I guess I didn't play the right song

And I made the mistake when she started crying

Of trying to ask her what's wrong

She said, "Goddamn you, you better get packing

That's the last time you'll ask me that question"

Now that she's kicked me out

I can't wait to get back to my old ways

I'm gonna get me a gallon of hundred-proof whiskey

And get drunk for three days

I'm gonna take all the girls from the bar home with me

And see which one of them stays

God, ain't it great to be free? (That's right)

I can't wait to get back to my old ways

I'm gonna get me a gallon of hundred-proof whiskey

And get drunk for three days

I'm gonna take all the girls from the bar home with me

And see which one of them stays

God, ain't it great to be free? (Yeah)

God, ain't it great to be free? (Oh, yeah)

God, ain't it great to be free?