| Song | Dirty South (Tie One On) |
| Artist | Madeline |
| Album | White Flag |
| 作曲 : Adams | |
| I'm gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Lord knows it won't do no harm | |
| I am better off this way than sober | |
| I'm gonna tie one on | |
| You low down dog of a man, got the two-timin' itch | |
| She'll scratch with her one good hand | |
| You flea-ridden son of a bitch | |
| I'm gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Dirty south shore gets down | |
| We all ride the back of a whiskey bottle | |
| I'm gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Dirty south boys got charm | |
| The poor little girls don't know no better | |
| You low down, low down | |
| Doesn't come when he's called | |
| No, he tramps all over town | |
| And he runs back home when his stomach growls | |
| I'm gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Dirty south damn near drowned | |
| In a tanqueray and tonic water | |
| I'm gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Dirty south girls turn down | |
| The sound advice that mama offered | |
| Low down, low down | |
| You're strutting like the litters pick | |
| You're a sheep with a wolf coat on | |
| Somebody should've had you fixed | |
| I'm gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Lord knows it won't do no harm | |
| I am better off this way than sober | |
| I'm gonna tie one on |
| zuò qǔ : Adams | |
| I' m gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Lord knows it won' t do no harm | |
| I am better off this way than sober | |
| I' m gonna tie one on | |
| You low down dog of a man, got the twotimin' itch | |
| She' ll scratch with her one good hand | |
| You flearidden son of a bitch | |
| I' m gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Dirty south shore gets down | |
| We all ride the back of a whiskey bottle | |
| I' m gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Dirty south boys got charm | |
| The poor little girls don' t know no better | |
| You low down, low down | |
| Doesn' t come when he' s called | |
| No, he tramps all over town | |
| And he runs back home when his stomach growls | |
| I' m gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Dirty south damn near drowned | |
| In a tanqueray and tonic water | |
| I' m gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Dirty south girls turn down | |
| The sound advice that mama offered | |
| Low down, low down | |
| You' re strutting like the litters pick | |
| You' re a sheep with a wolf coat on | |
| Somebody should' ve had you fixed | |
| I' m gonna tie one on | |
| To forget your face for a couple of hours | |
| Lord knows it won' t do no harm | |
| I am better off this way than sober | |
| I' m gonna tie one on |