Sittin’ and Drinkin’

I’m just sittin’ and drinkin’, thinkin’ of you.

Sittin’ and drinkin’, it’s all I can do.

This here is life since you left me, up on this stool.

Sittin’ and drinkin’, just thinkin’ ‘bout you.

Well I heard you’re up in New York with a couple of boys.

Drinkin’ every night and makin’ too much noise.

I’ll let the Yankees have you – they can all play your fool.

I’m sittin’ here drinkin’ just thinkin’ bout you. 

I‘ve been sittin’ and drinkin’ on this stool for daze.

Figurin’ that I’ll cash in on the country music craze.

I wish Hank were here to help me, cause he’d know what to do.

I’m sittin’ and drinkin’, just thinkin’ bout you.

Well look what you created – a stumblin’ lush.

A silly stupid drunk who can’t walk much.

A stumblin’ country novice just singin’ the blues,

I’m sittin’ here drinkin’ just thinkin’ ‘bout you.

Well I heard you’re up in New York . . .

I’m just sittin’ here drinkin’, thinkin’ of you.

Sittin’ here drinkin’, its all I can do.

This is life since you left me, up on this stool.

Sittin’ and drinkin’, just thinkin’ bout you.

                              Just thinkin’ bout you.