I had me a beautiful wife
She stuck a knife right in my back
I gave her my whole life
Then again, who the hell would want that
She's been my thoughts everyday
Since she walked out my door
It's so hard to forget her face
Oh but that's what they make whiskey for
So tonight I'm going downtown
Find me some dirty little dive
And I'll spend every last damn dollar
To forget about her for a couple hours
Sometimes I wonder where she is
Do I ever cross her mind
It's so hard to smile feeling like this
Oh but that's what they make whiskey for
So tonight I'm going downtown
Find me some dirty little dive
And I'll spend every last damn dollar
To forget about her for a couple hours
Yeah tonight I'm going downtown
Find me some dirty little dive
Cause I can't fight her memory no more
Oh but that's what they make whiskey for