Intoxicated Rat

The other night when I come in, so drunk I couldn't see,
I hooked my toe in the old doormat and fell as flat as I could be.
I had me a little old bottle o' booze, and I didn't have no more,
when I fell down, the cork flew outta the bottle
and spilled it.
There's a little old rat in his hidin' place; he got that whiskey scent.
He slipped right up and he got him a sip, and back to his hole he went.
Says, back to his hole he went, back to his hole he went.
He slipped right up and he got him a sip, he's drinkin' it all, and back to his hole he
went.
He slipped right up to my puddle of gin, and he lapped up more and more.
He says "Doggone, my red-eyed soul, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more."
"I'm gonna get drunk once more, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more."
He says "Doggone, my red-eyed soul, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more."
He washed his face with his front paws and on his hind leg he sat,
and he's a-gettin' pretty high when he winked one eye and he says "(hic) Hey, where's that old tom-cat?"
"Now where's that old tom-cat? I said where's that old tom-cat?"
He's a-gettin' high when he winked one eye and he says "(hic) Hey, buddy, where's
that old tom-cat? I can lick him and his brother!"
The old tom-cat come a-slippin' in, dashed over to the middle o' the floor.
The cat jumped over, and the rat got sober, and he never got drunk no more.
He didn' get drunk no more, no he never got drunk no more.
The cat jumped over and the rat got sober, the poor little feller, and he never got drunk no more