Always clockin' in, ain't no clockin' out|The days drag on, till the long nights come around|Hit me harder than the last one|And the last one was a bad one was a bad one||Man I'd love to quit, but it ain't quittin' time|She's still hangin' on to every thought up in my mind|I just can't just can't shake this heartache|This heartache no it don't take no break||I got them whiskey doubles shootin' double shifts|Pullin' overtime, gettin' over this|Raise 'em up, knock 'em back, line 'em up again|Ah but it ain't workin' man|Her memory holds on like a first truck summer|And them days of gold|That missin' her bad kinda spell I'm under|It won't let go|This neon ain't nothin' to lean on|But I'm doin' the best I can|Aww but it ain't workin' man||Nothin' left of me, I'm just beer and bones|Corner booth cliche, playin' jukebox, drinkin' songs|Quarter by quarter, and shot by shot|Tryin' to get her gone with all I got||I got them whiskey doubles shootin' double shifts|Pullin' overtime, gettin' over this|Raise 'em up, knock 'em back, line 'em up again|Ah but it ain't workin' man|Her memory holds on like a first truck summer|And them days of gold|That missin' her bad kinda spell I'm under|It won't let go|This neon ain't nothin' to lean on|But I'm doin' the best I can|Aww but it ain't workin' man||I got them whiskey doubles shootin' double shifts|And I ain't slowin' down till her memory quits||I got them whiskey doubles shootin' double shifts|Pullin' overtime, gettin' over this|Neon ain't nothin' to lean on|But I'm doin' the best I can|Aww but It ain't workin' man|Aww but It ain't workin' man