W I F E

The Old 97's

W-I-F-E

>From the album Wreck Your Life

Starts with the chorus:

I've got my wife, the other women

And wiskey killing me

Well the first two make it so that I see red

The third one makes it so that I can't see

If I had half a brain left after my debuachery

I'd give up the other women

And the W-I-F-E

Wedding vows weren't made to be broken

These here lips weren't made to tell no lies

Somewhere along the way I guess I must have gone astray

Cause I'm drinking here and wishin for to die

Verse 2

I guess it's like my little sister told me

In the end you reap what you sow

I've been sowin seeds from Mexico to Tennesee

And I'm reaping now and awful lot of woe

Thanks for the indulgence. Have fun.