Well, I rolled and I tumbled,
Cried the whole night long
Well, I rolled and I tumbled,
Cried the whole night long
When I woke up this morning,
Didn't know right or wrong

Well if the river was a whiskey
And I was a diving duck
If the river was a whiskey
And I was a diving duck
Well I would dive to the bottom
I swear, I'd [bad word] up.


Well I could have had religion,
In this bad old Sunday
I could have had religion,
In this bad old Sunday
But whisky and bad love,
Wouldn't let me have my way

I rolled and I tumbled
And I rolled and I tumbled
I rolled and I tumbled