Think I'll go out to Alberta, drinkin's good there in the fall
I got some friends I could do some drinkin for
still I wish a little bit, you never said you quit,
'cause now when I drink for us, I just drink more.

Four strong gins, when I'm lonely,
seven beers when I'm dry.
All those things that make me burp, come with heads
Happy hour means I must go, my eyes are pissholes in the snow
I'll look for you when my eyes arent quite so red...

I'll get there before the barflies, and if things are lookin good
You could meet me if I send you down the fare;
But by then it would be over, and not much there for you to do
except clean the puke with the mop I gave to you

Four strong gins when I'm lonely
seven beers when I'm dry
All those things that make me burp come with heads
Happy hour, and I must go, my eyes are pissholes in the snow
and I'll lool for you when my eyes aren't quite so red..