Story Behind The Song

Rust Belt Jessie was thinking about how one of the supposed signs of alcoholism is getting drunk all alone. So she wrote a song pleading someone, anyone, to get drunk with her.

Song Description

An impassioned, sloppy blues about not having a drinking problem except when you can't get a drink.

Lyrics

Baby, I'm so tired of this constant over-thinking
I don't wanna think no more, I'd rather just be drinking
Some say you have a problem if you get drunk all alone
So let's just drink together til it's time to stumble home

Let's drink some gin
Til we start to grin
Let's drink some good red wine
Until we're feeling mighty fine
Let's drink Blue Ribbon
Til we're glad to be living
Let's drink some Guinness
Til our hearts fill up with bliss

Baby, I'm so tired of these low-down blues
I don't wanna cry no more, gonna drown my tears in booze
Some say you have a problem if you get drunk all alone
So let's just drink together til it's time to stumble home

Let's drink Maker's Mark
Til life's a walk in the park
Let's drink some Irish whiskey
Til we get to feeling frisky
Let's drink a lotta Scotch
Straight up, or on the rocks
Let's drink some Absolut
And we'll give these blues the boot

Baby, I'm so tired of this pain in my heart
I don't wanna hurt no more, so let this party start
Some say you have a problem if you get drunk all alone
So let's just drink together til it's time to stumble home

Let's drink some Woodchuck
Til we forget our bad luck
Let's drink some Sailor Jerry
Til we get to feeling merry
Let's drink some Blue Moon
Until we start to swoon
Let's drink tequila
Til heartache, we can't feel ya

Baby, I'm so tired of having to get sober
I don't wanna work no more, I'd rather drink forever
Some say you have a problem if you get drunk all alone
So let's just drink together til it's time to stumble home

Let's drink some Mad Dog
Til our minds are in a fog
Let's drink some Night Train
We can buy it with spare change
Let's drink Everclear
Til we feel no more fear
And when we're thrown out on the street
Hell, we'll probably drink canned heat

Baby, I'm so tired of this dog-gone life
It's filled with nothing but trouble and strife
Some say you have a problem if you get drunk all alone
So let's just drink together til the judgement day come