I've had fame and fortune Women come knock on my door I've lived to the limit Maybe a little bit more There are so many stories About how I got out of control Some say its a woman Some say its my troubled soul I'm like a crazy old soldier Fighting a war on my own Just me and the wiskey And the bottles are ten thousand strong You'd think I'd give up as many times I've been hit But like a crazy old soldier I just don't know when to quit Barrooms and bedrooms Are just faces and places and names Once for the pleasure And Lord knows once for the pain I've tried to forget her And all the things that we've done But as long as there are memories I'll never hang up my gun I'm like a crazy old soldier Fighting a war on my own Just me and the wiskey And the bottles are ten thousand strong You'd think I'd give up as many times as I've been hit But like a crazy old soilder I just don't know when to quit