Jim Beam, Jim Beam, cruelest man I ever seen

Why’d you go and tell my girl that lie     

You made her cry

You made her cry, Jim Beam

Jim Beam, Jim Beam, richest man I ever seen

Take my money, leave me down and low

Rough road to go

Rough road to go, Jim Beam

And there ain’t no getting’ back at you

Awful hard to put that bottle down

And now I’m sittin’ in this smoky bar

Buyin’ another round

Jim Beam, Jim Beam, cruelest man I ever seen

Why’d you go and tell my girl that lie

You made her cry

You made her cry, Jim Beam

And there ain’t no getting’ back at you

Awful hard to put that shot glass down

And now I’m sittin’ in this lonely bar

Buyin’ another round

Jim Beam, Jim Beam, cruelest man I ever seen

Why’d you go and tell my girl that lie     

You made her cry

You made her cry, Jim Beam

© Mike Simmons/DeSoto Rust 2004