Whiskey Do Your Stuff

Whiskey, do your stuff
'Til I've had enough
Don't make the going rough
'Cause my baby might get tough
Some folks drink for pleasure
Some drink 'cause it's wet
But I drink 'cause it helps me to think
And it helps me to forget, yeah
Whiskey, do your stuff
'Til I've had enough
Don't make the going rough
'Cause my baby might get tough
Yeah, whiskey, do your stuff
'Til I've had enough
Don't make the going rough
'Cause my baby might get tough
Sometimes I have troubles
I can't seem to endure
But when everything else fails me
Mmm, whiskey is my cure
So, whiskey, do your stuff
'Til I've had enough
Don't make the going rough
'Cause my baby might get tough
Yeah, whiskey, do your stuff
'Til I've had enough
Don't make the going rough
'Cause my baby might get tough
Now some folks say that whiskey
Has good and bad points too
But, folks, don't let them mislead you
Or tell you what to do
You know, whiskey bears no evil
It's all in the mind
And when I'm feeling blue and lonely
It makes me feel so fine
So, whiskey, do your stuff
'Til I've had enough
Don't make the going rough
'Cause my baby might get tough
Yeah, whiskey, do your stuff
'Til I've had enough
Don't make the going rough
'Cause my baby might get tough