Well I rolled and I tumbled
Cried the whole night long
Well I rolled and I tumbled
Cried the whole night long
When I woke up this morning
Didn't know right or wrong
Well if the river was a whiskey
And I was a diving duck
If the river was a whiskey
And I was a diving duck
Well I would dive to the bottom
I'd swear I'd never come up
Well I coulda had religion
In this bad old Sunday
I coulda had religion
In this bad old Sunday
But whiskey and bad love
Wouldn't let me have my way
I rolled and I tumbled
And I rolled and I tumbled
I rolled and I tumbled