I've heard Hank sing about it
Jack, Jim, and George Dickel
Yeah, I could try the whiskey again tonight
To take the edge off the hurt a little
Yeah, Cash was on the pills way back
And he kicked 'em with the help of Jesus
But Johnny had a June, and I need one too
I had her but it fell to pieces

I can get bent
I can get high as a kite
Three sheets to the wind again
And pretend it'll get it done right
Twist the throttle on the bottle
But a quick fix can't fix the fact I need her
She's my pain reliever

I ran the rubber off 'em tires
Lumped down to the threads
Thinkin' every mile I run
Would numb the words she said
I've been blarin' old sad country songs
Till I blew out the speakers
And old George Jones did his best
But she's my pain reliever

I can get bent
I can get high as a kite
Three sheets to the wind again
And pretend it'll get it done right
Twist the throttle on the bottle
But a quick fix can't fix the fact I need her
She's my pain reliever
Oh, yeah

I can bent
I can get high as a kite
Three sheets to the wind again
And pretend it'll get it done right
Twist the throttle on the bottle
But a quick fix can't fix the fact I need her
Yeah, she's my pain reliever
She's my pain reliever