Lyrics:

1997
Writer(s): Dennis Knutson, A.l. Doodle Owens, Vern Gosdin

Drink one or two, three or four times a day
As needed for pain, that's what Doc. Tender had to say
Here comes the hurtin', medication's on its way
It might not kill the pain, but it can make it go away

A few pints a shots, really hit's the spot
It's been known to bring a fever down when it moves up the scale
Doc. Tender swears that it will keep all the blues away
So I drink one or two, three or four times a day

I'm not the kind that drinks till I drown
I just pour it down when missing you comes back around
Doc. Tender says it'll keep all the heartaches away
So I drink one or two, three or four times a day

When I get the chills, he don't prescribe no pills
They don't mix with alcohol at all, they just get in the way
I listen to Doc. Tender and every word he has to say
So I drink one or two, three or four times a day

I'm not the kind that drinks till I drown
I just pour it down when missing you comes back around
Doc. Tender swears it'll keep all the heartaches away
So I drink one or two, three or four times a day

Doc Tender swears it'll keep all the heartaches away
So I drink one or two, three or four times a day