Drunkard's Hiccoughs - J.E. Mainer & The Mountaineers

I get drunk and talk to God I say I'm sorry for all the things I'm not And I mean every word I say And I promise I can change When I get drunk and talk to God When I talk to God I tell him why we're through I tell him all the things I did and didn't do I'll say, "I can't be alone" And he'll say, "Son, you're on your own" 'Cause when I talk to God I tell him why we're through I wish that I could go to church but I'm too ashamed of me I hate the fact it takes a bottle to get me on my knees And I hope he'll forgive the things you ain't forgot When I get drunk and talk to God When I talk to God I thank him for the time All those precious years that you were mine, all mine I know he's a busy man, he'll help me if he can So when I talk to God I thank him for the time I wish that I could go to church but I'm too ashamed of me I hate the fact it takes a bottle to get me on my knees And I hope he'll forgive the things you ain't forgot When I get drunk and talk to God Oh, when I get drunk and talk to God

Walking slow to the graveyard I've lost everything I could lose Now I've even lost my baby I guess I've got the drunkard's blues It was down at Big Joe's barroom on the corner beyond the square Everybody drinkin' good liquor the regular crowd was there So I strolled out on the sidewalk began to look around Looking everywhere for my baby but that sweet woman can't be found It was down at St James infirmary I found my baby there Stretched out on a long white table so cold so pale so fair So I strolled back down to the barroom to get another drink of gin The next thing you know I'm reeling rocking and drunk again Sixteen coal black horses all hitched up in a line In that pretty buggy she's ridin' goodbye ol' gal of mine Walking slow to the graveyard I've lost everything I could lose Now I've even lost my baby I guess I've got the drunker's blues