George Strait. Unwound. Zeneszám

Give me a bottle of your very best
'Cause I've got a problem, I'm gonna drink off my chest
I'm gonna spend the night gettin' down

'Cause that woman I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound
That woman I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound
She kicked me outta the house and tonight I'm whiskey-bound
I'm gonna be the drunkest fool in town
'Cause that woman I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound

Well, she packed my bags and opened up the door
And I got the feeling she didn't want me around no more
She caught me in a lie, well I was messin' around

And that woman I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound
That woman I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound
She kicked me outta the house and tonight I'm whiskey-bound
Well, I'm gonna be the drunkest fool in town
'Cause that woman I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound
And that woman I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound