Will I ask my old buddy to call her on the phone He'll say I'm working late again once more she'll be alone But I'll sit here in this barroom just as long as I can Cause the bottle in the hand is much stronger than the man After all I've said and done she should leave me on the run Cause I've hurt her just as much as I can But I'll keep up my sinful livin' and she'll go on forgivin' She knows the bottle in the hand is much stronger than the man I'd go home if I was able cause this night life's gettin' old Like the food on the table our love is growing cold But she goes to bed each evening without her loving man Because the bottle in the hand is much stronger than the man After all I've said and done she should leave me on the run Cause I've hurt her every way that I can But I'll keep up my sinful livin' and she'll go on forgivin' She knows the bottle in the hand is much stronger than the man