| Song | High Shelf Booze |
| Artist | Eilen Jewell |
| Album | Letters from Sinners & Strangers |
| 作曲 : Jewell | |
| If my man asks 'bout what I'll do | |
| Now that he's turned me loose | |
| Tell him I've gone to meet all the girls | |
| And drink all that high shelf booze | |
| The high shelf booze, the high shelf booze | |
| You won't catch me dead with no blues | |
| The high shelf booze, the high shelf booze | |
| You won't catch me dead with no blues | |
| I always said I'd be his slave | |
| Before I would be his dog | |
| But it looks like he's got me rambling 'round | |
| And sleeping in a hollow log | |
| A hollow log, a hollow log | |
| Sleeping in a hollow log | |
| A hollow log, a hollow log | |
| Sleeping in a hollow log | |
| Well it's one man on Sunday, another on Monday | |
| Two on Tuesday afternoon | |
| Easy come, easy go | |
| You won't hear me sing no lonesome tune | |
| Easy come, easy go | |
| You won't hear me sing no lonesome tune | |
| Easy come, easy go | |
| You won't hear me sing no lonesome tune |
| zuò qǔ : Jewell | |
| If my man asks ' bout what I' ll do | |
| Now that he' s turned me loose | |
| Tell him I' ve gone to meet all the girls | |
| And drink all that high shelf booze | |
| The high shelf booze, the high shelf booze | |
| You won' t catch me dead with no blues | |
| The high shelf booze, the high shelf booze | |
| You won' t catch me dead with no blues | |
| I always said I' d be his slave | |
| Before I would be his dog | |
| But it looks like he' s got me rambling ' round | |
| And sleeping in a hollow log | |
| A hollow log, a hollow log | |
| Sleeping in a hollow log | |
| A hollow log, a hollow log | |
| Sleeping in a hollow log | |
| Well it' s one man on Sunday, another on Monday | |
| Two on Tuesday afternoon | |
| Easy come, easy go | |
| You won' t hear me sing no lonesome tune | |
| Easy come, easy go | |
| You won' t hear me sing no lonesome tune | |
| Easy come, easy go | |
| You won' t hear me sing no lonesome tune |