My right hand holds a cold corona bottle 
My left hand holds a half a fifth of 
Gin My right arm reaches out for her love only 
But my left still embraces a life of sin 
We had ourselves the sweetest little family 
We laughed and sang and had a lot of fun 
But I drowned it in a sea of stinkin' whiskey 
And now the only little love that's left is a loaded gun 
My right hand holds a vile of trainqualizers 
My left hand holds a loaded .38 
I've got a young girl who's anticipating romance 
But it's looking like she will have to wait 
We had ourselves the sweetest little family 
We laughed and sang and had a lot of fun 
But I drowned it in a sea of stinkin' whiskey 
And now the only little love that's left is a loaded gun 
And now the only little love that's left is a loaded gun