Drinkin?? My Way Back Home By Gene Watson G I sobered up in Houston in the bed of my pickup truck C G My head was hangin?? so heavy I could hardly hold it up G I got to thinkin?? ??bout sweet little woman I left all alone C A D G And that??s when I started rollin??, drinkin?? my way back home Chorus: C C7 Drinkin?? my way back home G Listenin?? to a honky tonk song Em C I hope the devil in my soul don??t steer me wrong A7 D G Cause I??m drinkin?? my way back home I can feel that Texas sundown on this redneck of mine Everytime I pop a top, I??m getting?? closer to the Arkansas line I left a trail of Lone Star beers from here to San Antone So baby here I come, don??t worry, drinkin?? my way back home Chorus