They could quit making whiskey They could stop stomping grapes It wasn't for fools like me With hearts that break They could close all the breweries And they could look up the bars If it wasn't for women like you Who leaves loving scars And I can't quit drinking Lord knows I've tried I'm gonna wear this whiskey gla** stare Till my memories go blind Now I can't quit drinking And it will k** me they say And if Heaven's sweet shores Has swinging doors I'll find it someday You know I thought it all over And I still don't understand With millions of women How could one mean so much to a man Women and whiskey they're so much alike 'Cause just when you need 'em the most You're left high and dry Yes if Heaven's sweet shores Has swinging doors I'll find it someday