I'd rather be sloppy drunk than anything I know I'd rather be sloppy drunk than anything I know And another half a pint Mama will see me go I love my moonshine whiskey better than a filly loves her mare I love my moonshine whiskey better than a filly loves her mare You can take your pretty bucks Give me my cool kind can I'd rather be sloppy drunk sittin' in the can I'd rather be sloppy drunk sittin' in the can Than to be out in the streets Running from the man Mmm bring me another two-bit pint Mmm bring me another two-bit pint Because I got my habits on And I'm going to wreck this joint My gal trying quit me for somebody else My gal trying quit me for somebody else Now I'm sloppy drunk, mama Sleeping all by myself