Hey whiskey man, you're running as hard as you can, You have your highs, you have your lows, You drink your whiskey too much more than you can stand. Chorus: Nobody knows which way you go. It takes whiskey to make you tall, Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. You ain't so very damn tall at all. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Can't you see your on a loosing streak. You start to get straight , then you get weak, You have your highs, you have your lows, Chorus: Nobody knows which way you'll go. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Hey don't you know, I use to be there myself, Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. I tried to kick the habit, baby, with nobody else's help. I have my highs, I have my lows, But nobody knows which way I'll go. Chorus: Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long. Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.