I've had fame and fortune
Women come knock on my door
I've lived to the limit
And maybe a little bit more

There are so many stories
Of how I got out of control
Some say it's a woman
Some say it's my troubled soul

I'm like a crazy old soldier
Fighting a war all my own
Just me and the whiskey
And the bottles are ten thousand strong

You'd think I'd give up
As many times as I've been hit
But like a crazy old soldier
I just dont know when to quit

Barrooms and bedrooms
Are just faces and places and names
Ones for the pleasure
And Lord knows, ones for the pain

I've tried to forget her
And all of the things that we've done
But as long as there are memories
I'll never hang up my gun
I'm like a crazy old soldier
Fighting a war all my own
Just me and the whiskey
And the bottles are ten thousand strong

(Oh, sing John) You'd think I'd give up
As many times as I've been hit, never
But like a crazy old soldier
I just dont know when to quit