Brown Liquor

When I drink brown liquor, I get crazy quicker

Than an old red fox on the run

I get t-t-tongue tied and I lose my mind

And everything comes undone

It's hard to explain how it bends my brain

When it's a-swimming in my blood

When I drink brown liquor, I go crazy quicker

Than an old red fox on the run, run, run

I can chug a lug on a big beer mug

I can win the blue ribbon every time

On rum and coke, I tell real good jokes

And I hardly ever cross that line

I can shoot tequila till all I feel-a

Is one big happy buzz

But if you see me starting on the Jim or the Jack

Or the Crown then you better run

'Cause when I drink brown liquor, I go crazy quicker

Than an old red fox on the run

I get t-t-tongue tied and I lose my mind

And everything comes undone

It's hard to explain how it bends my brain

When it's a-swimming in my blood

When I drink brown liquor, I get crazy quicker

Than an old red fox on the run, run, run

I'm a pretty good guy most Saturday night

Sitting back and sipping on suds

And I do just fine on homemade wine

And I never think of shooting my gun

Yeah, I'm A-Okay when the band is playing

Pop a top again

But when I start to slurp that devil in a jug

That's when my trouble begins

'Cause when I drink brown liquor, I go crazy quicker

Than an old red fox on the run

I get t-t-tongue tied and I lose my mind

And everything comes undone

It's hard to explain how it bends my brain

When it's a-swimming in my blood

When I drink brown liquor, I go crazy quicker

Than an old red fox on the run, run, run

When I drink brown liquor, I get crazy quicker

Than an old red fox on the run

I get t-t-tongue tied and I lose my mind

And everything comes undone

It's hard to explain how it bends my brain

When it's a-swimming in my blood

When I drink brown liquor, I get crazy quicker

Than an old red fox on the run

When I drink brown liquor, I get crazy quicker

Than an old red fox on the run, run, run