• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Easy Come On - Kris Kristofferson
• Whiskey Man - The Who
• Whiskey Man - Riot
• Whiskey Man - Who
• Whiskey Man - Molly Hatchet
• Whisky Women - Mott the Hoople
• Whiskey Women - Mott the Hoople

Everybody called the lady easy
For the way the lady was to please
Everybody told her she was crazy
Lovin' all that love away for free
People hate to see you make it easy
They'll never understand
Some take life for granted
'cause it seems to take so long
Easy takes it any way she can
Chorus:
Easy, come on, take it easy
Come on, here we go again
Let it go as easy as you can
It's the sweetest and the saddest place
A body's ever been
Feelin' easy come and go again
Instrumental break, and in the background:
... easy
... to please
... she was crazy
... and free
So let's take our time and make it easy
Bring that bottle from the shelf
Everybody's laughin' when there's money, love and friends
When they're gone the jokes are on yourself
Chorus:
Easy, come on, take it easy
Come on, here we go again
Let her down as easy as you can
It's the sweetest and the saddest place
A body's ever been
Feelin' easy come and go again
Chorus:
Easy, come on, take it easy
Come on, here we go again
Bring us down a bottle from the shelf
'cause it's easy come to anyone with money, love and friends

Whiskey Man's my friend, he's with me nearly all the time
He always joins me when I drink, and we get on just fine
Nobody has ever seen him, I'm the only one
Seemingly I must be mad, Insanity is fun
If that's the way it's done
Doctors say he just a figment of my twisted mind
If they can't see my Whiskey Man they must be going blind
Two men dressed in white collected me two days ago
They said there's only room for one and Whiskey Man can't go
Whiskey Man will waste away if he's left on his own
I can't even ring him 'cause he isn't on the phone
Hasn't got a home
Life is very gloomy in my little padded cell
It's a shame there wasn't room for Whiskey Man as well
Whiskey Man's my friend, he's with me nearly all the time
He always joins me when I drink, and we get on just fine
Just fine

Woke up behind the steering wheel,
Wonder if I've gone too far...
Quick shiver, cross against the light,
A curse from a cab in a strange tongue.
Leave my wheels, better let them rest.
The keys like ice in my shaking hands,
From the neon haze to the bar stool maze,
The nightlife, it sure is a strange one...
It's a son of a bitch, when I get that itch,
And here it comes again...
Please call me Whiskey Man,
When the bottle's in my hand.
Hello, it's Whiskey Man!
Another shot at my command.
Feel old but you say I don't look it, yet.
Work so hard trying to hide the miles.
A seekers path, I'm on the heels of glory.
All paths of glory only lead to the grave.
Sweet glory's dancing on yours,
She's always one step ahead.
Well I know that, I'm still ridin' anyway,
A mind is a terrible thing to save...
It's a son of a bitch, when I get that itch,
And here it comes again...
Please call me Whiskey Man,
When the bottle's in my hand.
Hello, it's Whiskey Man!
Another shot at my command.
It was a fine idea long ago, in a time of fine ideas,
When the August night would last into forever.
So we broke the glass and hit the gas
While the Summer filled the trees.
In the day, we two, we were breaking through,
And not dying by degrees.
Like I'm trying to say, wash it all away,

Whiskey Man's my friend, he's with me nearly all the time
He always joins me when I drink, and we get on just fine
Nobody has ever seen him, I'm the only one
Seemingly I must be mad, Insanity is fun
If that's the way it's done
Doctors say he just a figment of my twisted mind
If they can't see my Whiskey Man they must be going blind
Two men dressed in white collected me two days ago
They said there's only room for one and Whiskey Man can't go
Whiskey Man will waste away if he's left on his own
I can't even ring him 'cause he isn't on the phone
Hasn't got a home
Life is very gloomy in my little padded cell
It's a shame there wasn't room for Whiskey Man as well
Whiskey Man's my friend, he's with me nearly all the time
He always joins me when I drink, and we get on just fine

Hey whiskey man, you're running as hard as you can,
You drink your whiskey too much more than you can stand.
You have your highs, you have your lows,
Nobody knows which way you go.
Chorus:
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
It takes whiskey to make you tall,
You ain't so very damn tall at all.
You start to get straight , then you get weak,
Can't you see your on a loosing streak.
You have your highs, you have your lows,
Nobody knows which way you'll go.
Chorus:
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
Hey don't you know,
I use to be there myself,
I tried to kick the habit, baby, with nobody else's help.
I have my highs, I have my lows,
But nobody knows which way I'll go.
Chorus:
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.
Whiskey man, don't you play that hand too long.

Who do you think you are looking at me like that
Put your face on someone else's head
Where do you think you're at hanging around my leg
Put yourself in someone else's bed
Whiskey women, American lay
Whiskey women, American way
What do you want from me clutchin' at my blue jeans
You don't know where those old jeans have been
Why do you look so hurt when I tell you where to go
You've been there before from what I've seen
Whiskey women, American lay
Whiskey women, American way
Who do you think you are looking at me like that
Put your face on someone else's head
Where do you think you're at hanging around my neck
Put yourself in someone else's bed
Whiskey women, American lay

(Mick Ralphs)
Who do you think you are looking at me like that
Put your face on someone else's head
Where do you think you're at hanging around my leg
Put yourself in someone else's bed
Whiskey women, American lay
Whiskey women, American way
What do you want from me clutchin' at my blue jeans
You don't know where those old jeans have been
Why do you look so hurt when I tell you where to go
You've been there before from what I've seen
Whiskey women, American lay
Whiskey women, American way
Who do you think you are looking at me like that
Put your face on someone else's head
Where do you think you're at hanging around my neck
Put yourself in someone else's bed
Whiskey women, American lay
Whiskey women, American way.