Well I didn't use the modem words , I sang it as my Uncles sang it when I was a Little Kid...

My hands won't hardly let me pick at all anymore ... maybe one of you guitar pickers can do it...

Once I was happy and had a good wife. I had enough money to last me for life. then I met with a girl and we went on a spree
She started me to smokin and drinkin whiskey

Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women. They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women. They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane

Write on the cross at the head of my grave. 'For women and whiskey, here lies a poor slave
Take warning, dear stranger, take warning, dear friend'. Then write in big letters these words at the end.

Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women. They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women. They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane

And now that I'm feeble and broken with age. The lines on my face make a well written page
I'm leaving this story, how sad but how true, On women and whiskey and what they will do

Cigarettes, whiskey and wild, wild women. They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane
Cigarettes, whiskey and wild wild women. They'll drive you crazy, they'll drive you insane