Last night, I think, I put that home fire out, Came in late to a cold dark house. I guess she thinks she got me good this time.
She took all of hers, and most of mine.
She left me high, but I aint dry, Well, I´ve got beer and tears to cry. Well I should be feelin´ low, Up that creek that we all know. That woman left me high, but I aint dry.
Say bar tender fill `er up again. Let´s us keep me in the shape I´m in. And if I can´t get her memory to drown, Well, I´ll take it for a swim all over town.
She left me high, but I aint dry, Well, I´ve got beer and tears to cry. Well I should be feelin´ low, Up that creek that we all know. That woman left me high, but I aint dry.
Hell, I should be feelin´ low, Up that creek that we all know. Yeah, that woman left me high, but I aint dry.